They are ruffled, but in a REALLY REALLY REALLY GOOD WAY.
If this blindingly bright light is another train, it'll probably knock me out for good, but fuck it, I will go down in a pyrotechnic blaze of fucking glory!
Without trying very hard at all, I've somehow landed myself a killer awesome painting assistant position (unpaid- not something I'd usually go for, but for some reason this clicked with me and I responded to the ad. Mostly because he's within walking distance, so it's not like I have to spend money to get there.) Not only am I glad I did, but my horoscope, oddly enough, agreed. The guy is cool as fuck, talented as fuck, and will be a great mentor to me. Not to mention great for setting up connections and networking and blah blah blah. AND he mentioned paying me for modeling somewhere down the line. WIN.
That, as sweet as it is, is just the cherry on my cake of fluffy hopes and dreams. The cake itself? Well, WELL.
WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I talked to the guy from the luxury internet start up thingy, yadda yadda... Seems out of 2000 applicants or so, I'm one of 5- yes, FIVE- artists they're interested in potentially working with. Out of that 2000, some were established artists working for big name brands. And yet, lil' ol' me, who famously said I'd never fucking paint again once I quit school, is one of five top contenders. Should I land the prize of being THE artist for the site, I am gonna be in the land of milk and honey. Even if I'm not THE artist? It's more than likely I'll get equity in the firm, which he said would be around .5%- once they sell the company in 2-3 years, that'll net about $500,000- conservatively. CONSERVATIVELY.
So off I go to brainstorm and sketch and sometime this week, I will set up an appointment to sit down for coffee with Mr BigWig (who happens to be quite established and important- I looked him up as per his suggestion on LinkedIn) and I will get a better sense of what I need to tailor my work to. Should I land it, the work on the website will be changed every two weeks or so, and I will be kept busy with that. THRILLINGLY BUSY.
I am going to work harder than I've ever worked in my life for this. I need this like I need to eat, sleep, and breathe. I don't know who or what I'm up against in the other artists, so I will need to make damn sure I am creating the most unbearably beautiful work of my entire life. It must be heart stoppingly good, and it has to be done fast- they want to launch in September. I know I am capable, but I know I have to be very, very disciplined about translating from my brain and eyes to my hands and heart. I have nothing to lose- absolutely nothing to lose, not even a sense of pride at this point- and absolutely everything to gain. Fingers crossed!
If this blindingly bright light is another train, it'll probably knock me out for good, but fuck it, I will go down in a pyrotechnic blaze of fucking glory!
Without trying very hard at all, I've somehow landed myself a killer awesome painting assistant position (unpaid- not something I'd usually go for, but for some reason this clicked with me and I responded to the ad. Mostly because he's within walking distance, so it's not like I have to spend money to get there.) Not only am I glad I did, but my horoscope, oddly enough, agreed. The guy is cool as fuck, talented as fuck, and will be a great mentor to me. Not to mention great for setting up connections and networking and blah blah blah. AND he mentioned paying me for modeling somewhere down the line. WIN.
That, as sweet as it is, is just the cherry on my cake of fluffy hopes and dreams. The cake itself? Well, WELL.
WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I talked to the guy from the luxury internet start up thingy, yadda yadda... Seems out of 2000 applicants or so, I'm one of 5- yes, FIVE- artists they're interested in potentially working with. Out of that 2000, some were established artists working for big name brands. And yet, lil' ol' me, who famously said I'd never fucking paint again once I quit school, is one of five top contenders. Should I land the prize of being THE artist for the site, I am gonna be in the land of milk and honey. Even if I'm not THE artist? It's more than likely I'll get equity in the firm, which he said would be around .5%- once they sell the company in 2-3 years, that'll net about $500,000- conservatively. CONSERVATIVELY.
So off I go to brainstorm and sketch and sometime this week, I will set up an appointment to sit down for coffee with Mr BigWig (who happens to be quite established and important- I looked him up as per his suggestion on LinkedIn) and I will get a better sense of what I need to tailor my work to. Should I land it, the work on the website will be changed every two weeks or so, and I will be kept busy with that. THRILLINGLY BUSY.
I am going to work harder than I've ever worked in my life for this. I need this like I need to eat, sleep, and breathe. I don't know who or what I'm up against in the other artists, so I will need to make damn sure I am creating the most unbearably beautiful work of my entire life. It must be heart stoppingly good, and it has to be done fast- they want to launch in September. I know I am capable, but I know I have to be very, very disciplined about translating from my brain and eyes to my hands and heart. I have nothing to lose- absolutely nothing to lose, not even a sense of pride at this point- and absolutely everything to gain. Fingers crossed!
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