Surprise…

On February 1, 2006, Posted by , In Blog, With No Comments

As I usually do at the end of the month I print out a copy of my metrics for www.miamiartexchange.com. This time I noticed a referrer link from CBS News. I wondered how that had happened so I went to check it out. click icon, scroll down to 15 Jan. and there you’ll see in the links provided, miamiartexchange.com as part of the wrapup after-story. I feel honored because they could have used some other site but, I have images of one of Miami’s collectors there.

Following the earlier line of thought from Nayland, I too am frustrated with parts of my life that I cannot change, the past. I went to grad school because so many people had convinced me that I was a good teacher and in order to teach on the college level I needed a master’s degree. Well, I’ve been teaching as an adjunct for 10 years. That’s 10 years too long. Spending 4 summers without steady work has eaten my meager savings. I’m on the verge of losing my residence (rental). Not that all my problems would end with a fulltime job but, it would certainly move me away from “this” place. I’m doing everything I can, legally, to get away from this place, both physically, mentally, financially, and spiritually.

I know miamiartexchange.com is not the answer but, it does provide me with a means to a career, such as it is, in art that may or may not be what I thought I could attain when I began this path. Of course, racism has diverted me more than once, meaning my hiatus of some 12 years cannot be replaced. However, seeing images of me in Italy gives one an idea of what I was doing during part of that hiatus period.

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  1. bunnycoco says:

    Well, the past isn’t anything that you can do anything about, right? It’s a bummer that we experience such clarity only when looking back, but it sounds like you’re doing all the right things to get someplace else–only now with much more experience and wisdom.

  2. admin says:

    Some battles just eventually take their toll. That’s why racism is such a heavy burdent to rid oneself of. I mean for me, it has only been since the mid-90s that every time I applied for a job, every art exhibition proposal, every idea that issued from me was laced with the dreaded possibility that racism “could” be a cause for continued rejection, afterall, years later so much was openly accepted and wondering as to why things (my so-called career) was not further along. I had a couple galleries right there in SF say some pretty raw things to my face (when I was living there in the 70s). However, this isn’t supposed to be a “Oh poor me, I’m a victim” thing but, it has directed many of the decisions of my life, unfortunately.

    And yes, I would love to do some writing project with you. I’m ready when you are. 🙂