Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Internet stalking: the sincerest form of flattery
Just kidding.... the title is just because I get this creepy, voyeuristic, stalky feeling when I read my friends' blogs. Obviously they wouldn't be publishing on the www if they didn't want to be read but then again it almost feels like a violation. I know, I know, I'm a dork about stuff like this.
I originally started blogging with the intention to get myself writing on a regular basis - it seemed more, I don't know, "official" than keeping a diary or a journal or a notebook. I really had no intention of other people reading it. In fact, in my first blog I actually wrote stuff that was extremely private. But then someone did read my blog. And I got a little worried. So I got rid of that blog. [Well, in terms of the cockroachy ability of crap published on the internet to never die, the ghost of that blog will haunt me until I am just a speck in the memory of my great- grandchildren.] So now I write stuff with the idea in the back of my head that someone will actually read it. I try to be witty. I omit LOTS in order to avoid incriminating myself. Its kind of a hassle. I'm going to have to dust off my Hello Kitty diary with the tiny lock if I really want to express myself.
But actually, the reason I'm going down this road is because I wanted to mention my friend Isabel. She's a blogger with a purpose. And I really respect that. She's a very cool girl, and an awesome artist. She's married to a very cool guy named Derek and they have a cute cat named Mia. What is not cool is that they don't have a kid. They have been struggling with infertility for a long time. But instead of wallowing in self pity, Isabel channels her pain and frustration into some really powerful art and intention driven writing. She's embarking on project focused on the exploration of fertility. She wants to further enmesh the issue with her artwork and strives to continually educate others. At the risk of this post sounding like a crazed fan website, I totally admire Isabel and wish her the best in her project. I look forward to seeing what happens with it.
Not to knock anyone (present company included), but virtually all the blogs of everyone I know serve no purpose other than bloated, self idolization. Most of my friends' blogs are a virtual version of that annoying Christmas letter. You know the one.... "And then we went to Disney in July! And little Johnnie just got his blue belt in karate! And Jim got promoted to assistant manager - he has a secretary AND and expense account! And although I lost my left foot to frostbite in January, I am coping with the help of my wonderful family during this holiday season..." Retch. While I'm truly thankful that I don't have anything major to write about (at least I don't think I do.... maybe I'm in denial about something...!) I do realize that what I do here is merely vanity publishing. Like reality TV. Occasionally amusing someone. Occaisionally offending someone else. Serving my ego always.
I originally started blogging with the intention to get myself writing on a regular basis - it seemed more, I don't know, "official" than keeping a diary or a journal or a notebook. I really had no intention of other people reading it. In fact, in my first blog I actually wrote stuff that was extremely private. But then someone did read my blog. And I got a little worried. So I got rid of that blog. [Well, in terms of the cockroachy ability of crap published on the internet to never die, the ghost of that blog will haunt me until I am just a speck in the memory of my great- grandchildren.] So now I write stuff with the idea in the back of my head that someone will actually read it. I try to be witty. I omit LOTS in order to avoid incriminating myself. Its kind of a hassle. I'm going to have to dust off my Hello Kitty diary with the tiny lock if I really want to express myself.
But actually, the reason I'm going down this road is because I wanted to mention my friend Isabel. She's a blogger with a purpose. And I really respect that. She's a very cool girl, and an awesome artist. She's married to a very cool guy named Derek and they have a cute cat named Mia. What is not cool is that they don't have a kid. They have been struggling with infertility for a long time. But instead of wallowing in self pity, Isabel channels her pain and frustration into some really powerful art and intention driven writing. She's embarking on project focused on the exploration of fertility. She wants to further enmesh the issue with her artwork and strives to continually educate others. At the risk of this post sounding like a crazed fan website, I totally admire Isabel and wish her the best in her project. I look forward to seeing what happens with it.
Not to knock anyone (present company included), but virtually all the blogs of everyone I know serve no purpose other than bloated, self idolization. Most of my friends' blogs are a virtual version of that annoying Christmas letter. You know the one.... "And then we went to Disney in July! And little Johnnie just got his blue belt in karate! And Jim got promoted to assistant manager - he has a secretary AND and expense account! And although I lost my left foot to frostbite in January, I am coping with the help of my wonderful family during this holiday season..." Retch. While I'm truly thankful that I don't have anything major to write about (at least I don't think I do.... maybe I'm in denial about something...!) I do realize that what I do here is merely vanity publishing. Like reality TV. Occasionally amusing someone. Occaisionally offending someone else. Serving my ego always.
// posted by Stephanie Cake @ 3/29/2006 08:49:00 AM 
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Great! So, NOW you're gonna make me cry!! That was very kind of you, Stephanie. I must say, I didn't really start making art until I met you guys. I have you all to thank for learning so much more about being creative and being forced to create something every other week. The rest, well, I came with the baggage. I've been dealing with it for a while, and I know that I will do something great because of it.
I could never do it alone, however.
XO!!!
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I could never do it alone, however.
XO!!!
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