"there's something in the air at the moment..
something a little bit frisky, a little bit scary. full of opportunity and whimsy. or at the very least, a chance to fall on your arse and come back up smiling.
over the past couple of months i've had a friend quit his consultant job to start his own record label. another who was a writer has decided to brew beer full-time. one has gone from corporate training to running a craft market. two doctor friends are travelling the world for 12 months. and a mate who was a civil servant has chucked in her pay cheque to start a PhD studying Aboriginal rock 'n' roll.
it can't just be me. it can't just be my friends. with economic fuckery shifting ground under our feet, i wonder if we've all slipped on our metaphorical rollerskates and decided to move with it. if we've twigged that pursuing your passion might not be a pipedream. that it's never too late to change direction. or, as one of my mates put it, 'if you're gonna get paid a shit wage anyway, you may as well be doing something you love.'
words to live by, don't you think ?"
- Frankie magazine, issue 31.
(that magazine's been annoying me a bit lately, or at least i haven't been favouring it as much as i once did. to me, it seems to sort of exist as the Lisa Mitchell of local magazines.. it goes out of its way to be sickly sweet and overly in-your-face-ly crafty or one-of-a-kind-but-not-really-ly quirky over and over again, but while always ensuring to uphold an Australian sort of charm, thus the occasional swear word and term like 'economic fuckery', which i'm not going to lie about, i did thoroughly enjoy when i first read it.)
something a little bit frisky, a little bit scary. full of opportunity and whimsy. or at the very least, a chance to fall on your arse and come back up smiling.
over the past couple of months i've had a friend quit his consultant job to start his own record label. another who was a writer has decided to brew beer full-time. one has gone from corporate training to running a craft market. two doctor friends are travelling the world for 12 months. and a mate who was a civil servant has chucked in her pay cheque to start a PhD studying Aboriginal rock 'n' roll.
it can't just be me. it can't just be my friends. with economic fuckery shifting ground under our feet, i wonder if we've all slipped on our metaphorical rollerskates and decided to move with it. if we've twigged that pursuing your passion might not be a pipedream. that it's never too late to change direction. or, as one of my mates put it, 'if you're gonna get paid a shit wage anyway, you may as well be doing something you love.'
words to live by, don't you think ?"
- Frankie magazine, issue 31.
(that magazine's been annoying me a bit lately, or at least i haven't been favouring it as much as i once did. to me, it seems to sort of exist as the Lisa Mitchell of local magazines.. it goes out of its way to be sickly sweet and overly in-your-face-ly crafty or one-of-a-kind-but-not-really-ly quirky over and over again, but while always ensuring to uphold an Australian sort of charm, thus the occasional swear word and term like 'economic fuckery', which i'm not going to lie about, i did thoroughly enjoy when i first read it.)
i read that letter too, i liked how those people were game enough to change career/s/jobs from the right wing totally to the left wing. i could never do it. a little bit of admiration there for them.
ReplyDeleteand i really want to reply to your comments you leave on my blog haha, but i dont know where to do it
myspace facebook blogspot, theres too many social networking siiites
but, from the last comment, for what its worth, and if its okay for me to say this, you are me, but 2 years older D: ive always wanted to be that aswell.. kind of sort of the person who appears lonely but really isnt because of all the fulfillments theyve made by themselves, for themselves.. kind of thing, thats a terrible example. i dont really know how to explain.. how did you mean it?
or should i say i am you but 2 years younger
ReplyDeletethat sounds better
oh and ps! mrs/miss/ms gorman today in art showed us the portraits you did of the mother and child. favourite student cue rachel mcgann. but i was really happy to see them, theyre great
oh god hahahahha ! did she have photocopies of them or something ? did she say anything about me :s ? i'm nervous and blushing haha.
ReplyDeletei really enjoyed that term of drawing, i didnt do as well in the others, and didnt get much work done on later projects.
and to comment back you just type into the 'post a comment' box directly below comments that have been made below your blogs. does that make sense ? i'm doing it right now ;)
i think i know exactly what you mean..i'm sure it would have translated a little better in person/conversation :)
what a sweet little bunch of comments too, i loved reading those.
yeah i know, i wasnt sure if youd know they were there or not, thats all :)
ReplyDeleteshe had scans or photos of them on her laptop. she was just explaining them and saying things like "does anybody know rachel/rachel's are great/look how shes done this here/this is a fantastic line drawing"
and they were haha they were great. last year i saw the graphite drawing, (or maybe it was charcoal, i dont know i didnt really look) in the senior centre when i wasnt meant to be there but yeah. just thought you might like to know
oh no hahaha !
ReplyDeleteeveryone would have been thinking 'who on earth is rachel' haha. that is secretly lovely to know though, thankyou.
gormet's a really good teacher, if you keep your ears open you'll learn a lot of insightful and fairly philosophical things from her. and she's into good music ! :)
aw, youre very welcome
ReplyDeleteyeah she seems good. last year i made a big pot for clay, and she told me she would have it in her house haha. instant like for gorman.
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ReplyDeleteor perhaps you could actually voice your concern within a coherent statement, Anon ?
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