Friday, February 03, 2006
Objectivity (not total)
Right. A couple of things. Dance class was AMAZING today. The imagery was particularly strong.
Ronya quotation: "Dance is confusing to people because there is no product." Wow. That's true. It doesn't have money as its product, a lot of the time. And also, she mentioned that people in her life think she's being taken advantage of by the Kokoro folks. It's because they think there must be money in it somewhere, but really it's just not there.
Anyway, here's my thoughts on the whole thing, with one day's distance. I am currently cleaning out my inbox, and was reading a message from an artistic director colleague of mine, who mentioned that she was trying to make her rent this month. It sucks for her, but it's nice to know that I'm not insane, as my father thinks, and that this will just be my life. What it comes down to is that my feelings were (are) hurt by the fact that in the money argument, it came out that my father doesn't really support what I do. I thought we'd moved past that, and hence the blow. But it is better that you have a passion than a job that you hate just because you are tied to money. I don't have a dearth of support in this opinion. I have lots of friends and colleagues who believe in what I do. I just have to get used to the fact that my dad isn't one of them. It just will take some getting used to. And really, it motivates me to stick to the weaning (weening?) schedule from my parents. I don't want to have to justify anything I do to them. My dad is right. I'm nearly 27 years old. I am not interested in being accountable to mummy and daddy any longer. I still imagine the sale of the condo as the start point of that move, but a certain massage boy seems to think that I need cashflow now. He might have a point. I admit that I'm still a little off kilter from yesterday, but I can't think of any other job that I can have right now. Unless I become a stripper. Or a hooker. He suggested that I wait tables, work at a call center, apply at starbucks, become a jet fighter pilot. We'll see.
Ronya quotation: "Dance is confusing to people because there is no product." Wow. That's true. It doesn't have money as its product, a lot of the time. And also, she mentioned that people in her life think she's being taken advantage of by the Kokoro folks. It's because they think there must be money in it somewhere, but really it's just not there.
Anyway, here's my thoughts on the whole thing, with one day's distance. I am currently cleaning out my inbox, and was reading a message from an artistic director colleague of mine, who mentioned that she was trying to make her rent this month. It sucks for her, but it's nice to know that I'm not insane, as my father thinks, and that this will just be my life. What it comes down to is that my feelings were (are) hurt by the fact that in the money argument, it came out that my father doesn't really support what I do. I thought we'd moved past that, and hence the blow. But it is better that you have a passion than a job that you hate just because you are tied to money. I don't have a dearth of support in this opinion. I have lots of friends and colleagues who believe in what I do. I just have to get used to the fact that my dad isn't one of them. It just will take some getting used to. And really, it motivates me to stick to the weaning (weening?) schedule from my parents. I don't want to have to justify anything I do to them. My dad is right. I'm nearly 27 years old. I am not interested in being accountable to mummy and daddy any longer. I still imagine the sale of the condo as the start point of that move, but a certain massage boy seems to think that I need cashflow now. He might have a point. I admit that I'm still a little off kilter from yesterday, but I can't think of any other job that I can have right now. Unless I become a stripper. Or a hooker. He suggested that I wait tables, work at a call center, apply at starbucks, become a jet fighter pilot. We'll see.
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If your dad ever saw you perform, I don't see how he could not realize that all you could ever do was your art. You'd make it happen no matter what. :-)
If your dad ever saw you perform, I don't see how he could not realize that all you could ever do was your art. You'd make it happen no matter what. :-)
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