Last night I spent three hours writing a blog post.
The post was meant to be a little philosophical gem about the Art of the Future. I sat down at the computer, flipped through my mental notes, cleared my throat, vocalized a few phrases, and mounted this virtual soap box to begin what was meant to be a masterful declamation of Ideas.
Masterful perhaps it was - sadly it was also quite long and not entirely coherent.
No problem. I got out the scissors and trimmed a little off the top. Unfortunately that made the argument uneven and I was forced to cut some points from the other end. Three hours later, at 1AM (considered late in Vermont), I had whittled the manifesto down to two very short paragraphs which may or may not have had any logical connection. Determined to post or die, I scrapped both, wrote one brilliantly condensed paragraph in their stead and went to bed - only to awake four hours later seriously doubting the brilliance of said paragraph. Throwing on a robe, I scurried down to the computer only to have my worst fears realized...let's just say that post has been remanded to rewrite.
Thank God I didn't quit the day job. Here is a sketch for a figure at the Game Supper.
7 comments:
But the best news of all is how much I completely love this post. Even in failure, you succeed.
Hi there Elizabeth, I laughed so hard when I read your blog. Is this MY life you're LIVING?? The blog thing is one thing and drawing like you can do in the REAL THING. so don't you worry...XO Mariella
Hilarious!! I think we can all identify with your post.
Mary
The Figurative Realm of Mary Bullock
This is a great post, bursting with self irony and other good things. Much more fun that The Future of Art! (Though I'd love to see that too.)
ROTFLOL --
I know exactly of what you speak (er, or write).
great post!!!!it made my day!
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