WNPR IS PAYING ME!!!! FOR MY VOICE WORK!!!!!! ON A REGULAR BASIS!!!!!!!
My News Director, John, wrote me an email to let me know. It’s a decent amount an hour, for two hours a week. It’s not MUCH, but i was never expecting much. Just something respectable that shows that they value my work and my time. This is perfect! They still randomly pay me for photo work, so we’re making progress, here! I am thrilled.
Also, a funny thing happened… There’s this guy i’ve met maybe twice at this local bar, he used to watch me when i sang in said bar. Anyway, he wrote me a message asking if i could photograph his art opening next month. He says he’s a “poor artist” and won’t be able to pay me, but. he promises, it will be fun. I’m glad that my first reaction to such a request from someone that i barely know was, “thefuckyouCRAZY?”
Would i ask him to paint a mural on my living room wall and shrug at the moment of payment? It’s always art that gets stuck this dumb-looking net. Art is always negotiable. Services, too. When you combine arts and services, it’s just a big mess. The bottom line is, and i THINK we can all agree is this: if you volunteer your arts/services, then it’s free. If you barter with your arts/services, that works too. if you are approached by someone who wants you to spend your time with all the gear/schooling/gas you work so hard for to work for nothing, then that’s just bad business, and you inevitably devalue the work of people who use the same craft, and first and foremost, yourself and YOUR work.
Phew!
Oh, and i’ve got middleschoolbullshit news, which i think is ADORABLE because it’s been about since middle school that i’ve enjoyed drama… anyway, to be nice and vague and to the point, i’d caught up on the blog of an old friend/momentary romantic interest, and read some awful, almost-funny declarations about “what kind of person” i am, and it was NOT a glowing review. So she basically is trashing me and saying that she was totally over being interested in keeping contact with me. That was a few months ago. I didn’t say anything to her because i was glad she hated me, even if it was for delusional reasons. I’d rather be the asshole that she never talks to again, because it sort of ties things up nicely for me. If i remained even civil to her, she’d NEVER let go.
Anyway, she sent a text yesterday, “just wanted to say hi, and i hope life is great!” – something simple to that effect. my heart didn’t even skip a beat and i erased it, and then laughed when i realized that her craziness lives on, even deprived of oxygen and reason. Some people just never learn.
Here’s to learning! (and VIVA ESPANA!)