7/28: Tethered to the Machine
I'm writing from a different computer today, since my own computer crashed. Its demise was sad, but not entirely unexpected, as it had been ill for over a week.
A moment after I realized it wasn't going to start, I picked up a book that had sat unread on my desk for over a month: "Walden," by Henry David Thoreau. I opened it to my bookmark and read: "I am wont to think that men are not so much the keepers of herds as herds are the keepers of men..."
Indeed, the visitor to my gallery might easily assume that I am tethered to the computer, doing its bidding, rather than the reverse. Perhaps a few days without it will do me good.
It's interesting how life can swing back and forth between opposite influences. I want my life to be simple, so I have my own business, which in turn is anything but simple. I don't want to be too attached to material things, yet my livelihood depends upon other people wanting the art I sell (and which I ultimately desire for myself). I want to be efficient and connect with the bigger world, so I use a computer, which I'm at for hours at a time; when confronted by actual people in front of me, I have to tear myself away from the machine to talk with them. How many paintings will I need to sell to pay for the repair?
Either way, some time away from the machine shouldn't be an entirely bad thing. I'll try to check-in from someone else's machine.
When the computer business is all squared-away, I'll enable comments on here... taking the advice of others.
A moment after I realized it wasn't going to start, I picked up a book that had sat unread on my desk for over a month: "Walden," by Henry David Thoreau. I opened it to my bookmark and read: "I am wont to think that men are not so much the keepers of herds as herds are the keepers of men..."
Indeed, the visitor to my gallery might easily assume that I am tethered to the computer, doing its bidding, rather than the reverse. Perhaps a few days without it will do me good.
It's interesting how life can swing back and forth between opposite influences. I want my life to be simple, so I have my own business, which in turn is anything but simple. I don't want to be too attached to material things, yet my livelihood depends upon other people wanting the art I sell (and which I ultimately desire for myself). I want to be efficient and connect with the bigger world, so I use a computer, which I'm at for hours at a time; when confronted by actual people in front of me, I have to tear myself away from the machine to talk with them. How many paintings will I need to sell to pay for the repair?
Either way, some time away from the machine shouldn't be an entirely bad thing. I'll try to check-in from someone else's machine.
When the computer business is all squared-away, I'll enable comments on here... taking the advice of others.
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