Posted on Feb.20.2013 @ 10:04PM EDT by nibble
For some reason feel like writing, "all characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental or something, ok?"
Ok, down nibbles rabbit hole, feedback please..
and their distrust annoys me. They cannot fathom that someone can do something without
motives other than, uh, guess I`m in a process to figure out.
I know that all I
really want is feel alive, I like that, what more to ask than feel really alive kinda?
spoke with this dude ("friend") complaining of how messed up his life
was with little light in the tunnel, desperately poor and all he does turn to
have a big ego and is insulted easily yet he cannot take pleasure in the fact of
being a somewhat famous painter with skills others would kill for and in my eyes is the
best living painter in the world, and I literary mean it, he had that staus long before I knew him and I do not get pleased easily.
That is one
of the reason I like him, I can tell him honestly what I think of his work.
Just as I like being with this gorgeous girl, she can ask me anytime how she
looks, I can honestly say beautiful (thou I think most `photomodells` in
magazine looks kinda boring soulless plastic). And in my world u better be God
or pure gold to ask me what I honestly think, I have a very high list.
negative but in a positive way, I can tell a car buyer nice car (he`s already
bought it and all cars today are nice) , to the manufacturer I would probably
come up with a looooong list of grievances and he`d hate me (unless it`s an
Audi A6, then it be a short list)
many people might think I`m an arrogant ahole, I do not care. Really. Unless
someone I truly like thinks that.., then it bothers me that they can't see me
while I can see them.
pleasing pleasant people. I like having someone praise the work I`ve done for
him. I get as much pleasure from a smiling lady in some kindergarten grateful
for someone finally fixing that ugly fence as from some important business dude
praising the fantastic visual work designing the most important aspect to some ridiculously
expensive oil exhibition.
But I do
not like someone just judging my work and telling me how good picture I`ve made
and great designer I am. I`ts tedious bla bla bla, I know I am good, yes yes, ok,
pretty picture but not so great really,
make great stuff, maybe a webpage or two might come kinda close, but great
stuff takes awful amount of time to make and I have no reason to make it other
than it would be neat.
someone tell me they do not like something I`ve made, I will gratefully listen
to their opinion, and I seldom conclude that they have no taste or stupid/do
not know what they are talking about.
with most people is that they cannot fathom someone doing anything, saying
anything, without some ulterior selfish reason one way or another. And in a
sense it`s true, but they do
that for me it does not matter who "get`s it" as long as someone
get`s it kinda (just twisted my tongue there, au).
I am not
Jesus, neither Satan. I am nothing with potential for everything. But as long
as I choose to live in such close proximity to the beehive, I take care.
painter "friend", I could
"fix" his money problem in one day, all I have to do is to bring to
his secluded atelier another "friend" of mine that is a huge fan
dying to meet him, and incidentally from
a very wealthy family.
I will not
there is no problem to fix.... . .
The painter has food, roof and a million or
two worth of oil paintings hanging all around him that are his property free to
do as like really. But seemingly he`s not really aware of facts as he seldom
socialises and does not speak the language here and has somewhat poor English with
mostly his own mind to tell him the reality of his situation (I don`t see him
too often, and when I do he are much more interested in talking than listen naturally).
him a few simple steps he could do to get money without worrying about ruining any
market or stepping any toes (online classifieds using some alias) But he want
me to magically fix it for him.
have, but have another "friend", "closer friend", he owns
the gallery where this painter work and sleeps for "free" keeping him
with pocket change, small loans, until there is enough material and time for a
proper exhibition. Something which will probably be around the time when "scrooge"
can focus on other than rent from his tenements, legal battle and generally keeping
the property empire out of the hands of other greedy bstrds.
If I got
myself involved in selling some paintings, he might not look at it as pure back stabbing betrayal as he have kinda
known me for many years and I know no other that can come and go as please (thou
he`s sometimes a little paranoid/confused as to my motives whatever). But
regardless of anything I would trample on his "investment" no matter
and there be much trouble and annoyance for all involved, me specially.
If I bring
my wealthy "fanboy friend" along, I can easily see the rest of the
story as he would get a greedy boner from the opportunity to buy the real deal,
not like the signed lithographs he once got hold of and sold online making some
nifty profit, but original drawings and paintings and in a wide range from the world's
worst seller ever.
I`d end up
listening to my painter friend whine of how he was ripped off, while my other
friend would piss away any profit one way or the other with me probable blamed
for causing whatever mess.
But if me
and painter takes a coffee on an outside restaurant, something that happens,
and if fanboy happens to walk by, then it`s ok, no problem, they are two
independent grown up men and I would not involve other than being a mutual friend,