Has the title put you off? It’s a bit long, I admit. But if you are honest there is probably something there for everyone!
Here it is! the 1000th post. I never thought I would get here – so this is being written with a touch of amazement. Of course, I haven’t kept count, but dear old WordPress has done that for me and it was completely painless. It only seems a short while since I moved from the blogger platform and I have to say that blogging here has been very much easier and more enjoyable. Thank you so much for joining me on my journey – there are over 1000 of you, and that amazes me.
I thought I’d ‘celebrate’ by having a serious discussion. What do you know about fracking? Well, last night I made a really momentous decision. Let me tell you how it came about…..
From time to time I give talks to various groups. Last night we visited a local one, and it’s safe to say that many of the members are friends and a few are customers too. This doesn’t make the talk any easier, however, a talk is a talk – and you have to give value for money when people are making the effort to come and listen. Just as we were about to leave we had a phone call. It purported to be from a marketing company – and they were asking us to invest in a scheme for fracking…..
Now, this may be a lucrative enterprise, fracking may be safe etc, etc, etc but frankly fracking was the farthest thing from my mind and I was quite angry that they had called. In fact, I ‘festered’ almost all the way to the venue. Now the journey wasn’t very long, so in reality I didn’t waste an enormous amount of time on the subject, but I did make a decision!
Recently my artwork has moved in a slightly different direction. I’ve been working for some time on a project re Alzheimers, and that hovers and hoovers around my brain all the time. Topics that include broken images, scribbles, scrawls, incomplete sentences – I’m sure you get the drift – have been uppermosts in my thoughts every time I lift a pen or paintbrush. This page from my sketchbook (which is one of the things I showed them last night, by the way) gives you an idea
Now, you may look upon these as scribbles. I, however, view them rather as stitch marks or ideas that might lead to stitch marks. but you can call them whatever you like for the time being.
The journey to a talk, no matter how short, is a very important part of my preparation. Most of it has happened before we leave – but I don’t use notes and the message must relate to NOW, even if I’m talking about something that I made a while ago. So the fracking conversation moved towards the back of my mind before very long. I began to think about the sequence of laying out my samples, the demo bits (I don’t always demo, but it was an integral part of this talk) and then I had a flash of inspiration!
Scribbles were no longer part of my design process! My scribbles were to be renamed FRACKLES! Which meant that now my samples were now samples of FRACKING!
This morning I did my 15 minutes of creativity – and I thoroughly enjoyed my Fracking. However, shortly afterwards I had a phone call.
Him ‘Good morning madam, I represent xxx one of the oldest marketing firms in the City of London’
Me ‘Oh yes, and what are you marketing today?’
Him ‘Have you heard of fracking’
Me ‘Oh yes! And I’ve just been doing it?
Him ‘Really? How have you been doing it?’
Me ‘Now you really don’t think I’m going to give my secrets away to a total stranger, do you?’
Him ‘But I’m really interested’
Me ‘In that case, I’ll admit that it’s one of the countries most underused recreational pastimes and I’m looking for investors. Are you interested in becoming one of my financial backers?’
The phone went dead.
And all due to to Fracking!
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