Posts Tagged ‘amateurism’

If I like poutine and plonk served at the Velvet Painting Restaurant and Art Emporium, that’s my choice and my business. Food is complex. Taste is complex. People are complex. Let’s not let the professionals ruin those unique relationships for profit. I don’t need a high priest of the mass-marketed brush and stroke foundation detailing the brilliant painted rendition of the natural symmetry of one hand clapping. Art shouldn’t require an explanation, it should be one. Applying the finest products oil companies can squeeze into tubes to a factory-stretched material with an industrial brush does nothing to bring out the inspiration trapped inside yet more abandon, rusty machinery. At least not in my opinion, regardless of what professional art critics tell me.

The next time a painter, writer, sculptor or musician calls themselves an artist, ask for a second opinion. As love and humour, art happens between people; not in them or to them. It’s each individual’s opinion and can’t be decreed by anyone. If a self-absorbed socialite told you she-he-it is a great lover would you buy it? Your choice is your choice, no explanation required.

In my experience financial advisors follow the market to clean up after the bull. The winners are in front of it watching people and developments, not numbers. Personal trainers direct individuals who mow their lawns with yard tractors on creative ways to get more exercise. Here’s some free advice, get a mechanic push mower. They provide meaningful exercise, are great for the environment, save lots of money and allow the neighbours to enjoy their gardens in peace. If you need the roar, get a CD and headset. If the lawn is too big; plant trees, bushes, anything but grass. Birds will love it, the air will improve and it could result in mindless mowing being replaced by rewarding outdoor hobbies, such as gardening.

From frozen baked potatoes (just put them in the oven at 450°F) to fresh garden salads packed in plastic in factories far, far away prepared foods have to be the most innovative products on the planet. The inspiration isn’t in the product, it’s in the marketing. From Betty Crocker to Snap, Crackle and Pop we have too long been taking nutritional advice from creations of advertising agencies. We don’t seek the advice of elves when buying a house, why food? Meanwhile our increasing cancer rates are enough to scare a person to death. To reduce relentless roadkill and pollution; buy locally produced food – fresh or frozen – grown in real soil. Maybe in your yard. By your family. No professional advice required.

Life coaches, wellness coaches, fashion coaches; is there any space left for individuals struggling to just be themselves and maybe make a little dinner? Reducing stress or recognizing your dreams takes time, personal time. Planning starts with a hypothesis, assumptions about the future. Do we ever question where that hypothesis originates, how it found us or why it is so popular with so many others at the same time? To answer that question I turned to my life coaches. They never say a word, they don’t have to, they say so much without them. Boon, being a cat, takes the night shift while Scallywag, being a dog, takes the day shift. They never actually give me answers to that or many other questions but they make them appear so trivial, so distant. Our future now unfolds into the present naturally and the past becomes an album we create for ourselves.

Life isn’t a professional competition, it’s a cooperative of amateurs. Relax and enjoy it.

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