Why do you create? Publish a post about your artistic raison d’être.
Have you ever tried to make a selfie whilst you are blogging, well don’t. It does not work. This photo is more luck than judgement, and it is not exactly an action photo – in the background my cat’s stairway to …. the top of the cupboard, but she never uses it.
Now to the subject matter. I write because I fell like it. I do not write because I cannot live without writing, it is a hobby. I could collect stamps, could knit socks and even weave a carpet, but I write. I love my computers and the more I discover on these machines the more fun I have.
One day, many years ago, I asked Mr. Swiss what is a blog? He looked at me, and gave no answer for the simple reason that he had never heard of the word. I asked him again the next day. It was a word I saw on the computer about writing something. He answered eventually, I think it is something you write. He had probably looked it up in the meanwhile. As Mr. Swiss is a music man, he was only interested in ipoddy stuff and blogging was a foreign word to him. I decided I wanted to blog all about stuff that I could blog about. At the beginning there was Yahoo 350 and so I established a site. I had more fun doing all the ornaments on my page than actually writing, but now and again I wrote something. It reminded me of school when the teacher gave us the subject for an essay. I actually disliked writing essays, but I always disliked doing stuff that someone told me to do.
Now I was free to write, but what is the point when no-one reads it and you do not know what to write about. I was an unknown in this branch. It seemed that there were many unknowns on Yahoo and eventually it disappeared and the web was full of bloggers searching for something new. I was also still searching, so I decided to join them and we all met in a place called Multiply. Then I realised what blogging was about. I had contact to others from all over the world. There were writing groups and photography groups, so not wanting to miss something, I joined in. It was at the time when Mr. Swiss gave me his discarded digital camera as he bought a new one. I could then take photos and write all about them.
I still did not think I could survive without writing, it became a way of life and I blogged now and again. It was then that a little organisation had to be organised. You cannot sit at the computer all day, take a break for food and drink and return to the computer. In between you have to do stuff like hoovering, ironing, washing and perhaps even take a breath of fresh air.
One day the owner of Multiply decided to move to Indonesia and enter the world of marketing, with the result that eventually Multiply closed down. I was again without a purpose in my blogging life, although I had a back-up in blogger and a mini back-up in WordPress, but I still did not think that survival depended on writing. I just did it.
I have now been in WordPress for 8 years, yes I am one of the golden oldie veterans, but I have still not been infected with the blogging virus. Some may think all I do is write blogs here, but I do have another life. It is not my one and all, but it is fun and I enjoy it. Now and again I even go shopping or take a walk and I have even been absent for a week now and again if I take a holiday. My computer does not go on holiday with me, but takes a break from writing. I must admit that I no longer watch TV so much. Just one programme here and there. I also read books, well my Kindle.
I am supposed to write about my artistic raison d’être, but I do not have one. I do not consider myself as an artist, I consider myself as a human being that enjoys sitting at my computer and hammering words out. I am a learning freak. I can do Apple, I can do Mac, I even took a web assistant course to learn how to build my own web site. That is a lot of work and concentration, but I did not regret it. I can format my own stuff to a certain extent. I just like fiddling around on the cyber circuit and writing. OK, to be quite honest I would not disappointed in being awarded a Pulitzer or a Nobel prize for literature, but you cannot have everything. I was once freshly pressed here, but that was some time ago and they no longer freshly press you it seems. I think you now might be discovered. Mr. Swiss discovered me 47 years ago, so that does the job for me.
I create meals for the family, I create my garden and fill it with plants that might or might not flower and I have created an Angloswiss Chronic which I fill with written bits and pieces. Am I a writer? I do not know, I will leave you to decide, the main thing is I enjoy it. It is a hobby and not my reason to live.
Discovery Challenge: Raison d’être