Reflecting on the work I have done in business over the years, it came to me that I never really understood business. Not the bushwa about margins, ROI , and all of the other ephemera that seems to be espoused by the MBA automatons from the Harvard School of Business. Instead what I failed to understand was how mundane (although necessary) is the making of money!
I was trained as an artist. My sole (perhaps my Dover Sole or maybe the sole of my shoe) is that of an artist. Artists are about trespass, and as I have said before (quoting Joyce Carol Oats ) “All Art is a trespass and therefore must be punished, the greater the Art, the greater the punishment”. It is my nature to trespass, which is not what business is likely to tolerate. My whole work life was parroting the bullshit of the MBA automatons.
Alas and at long last I can leave that behind and be at peace with whatever it is you are supposed to be at peace with. (or is it “I believe in whirled peas”). Now all I have to consider is, what do I want to take a picture of, and how can I play with that image to reflect an underlying truth (oops… that’s horseshit). Let me rephrase. How can I play with an image so that the truth (whatever that is) is obscured, and what you see is what pleases me and hopefully pleases those that see it. So let us all now trespass and be punished together!
Anyway below are some more of the obscured truth
Dang those sins! See you next time
Denny
"Carol the Cat Woman"
"Carol - Quiet Moment"
"Carol with Clay"
