Everything I Know I Learned from Artie Swisher* (The Postcard Project)
About a month ago I came up with a brilliant idea for a project.
Because I have next to no attention span and about 14 other more grown-up and effective ways to utilize my time, I knew that trying to actually DO those 14 things would result in me either watching CSI reruns or taking a nap instead. I've been berating myself because one of my favorite things in the world to do is to Make Stuff, and over the last 2 years my output of Made Stuff has been grossly depleted. (Interestingly enough, it was just over 2 years ago that I finally sold out and got a "real" 7 day a week, 9 to 5 job...)
About a month ago, 2 close friends of mine got gay married. I wanted to do something sentimental and creative and personal for them, but of course I procrastinated so we got them a Roomba instead. But I still wanted to do Something...
Introducing the "Everything I Know I Learned from Artie Swisher*" Postcard Project. (His real name has a much better flow to it but he has a hugely professional corporate job and I almost got him fired ONCE already due to internet shenanigans so I'm not taking chances this time. If he wants to be called a different name, he should let me know.) Once a week, I send Artie a homemade postcard with a fact, tip or lesson that I most certainly would not know if it wasn't for him. And once a week is a MUCH more reasonable time and focus committment for myself. I even figured out that if i sat down for ONE HOUR on a day where I had somewhat of an attention span, I could bang out 10 postcards, and then wouldn't have to worry about being creative again for TWO MONTHS.
Hey, at least it helps me sleep at night.
August 8, 2007
August 1, 2007
July 25, 2007
July 18, 2007
July 12, 2007
July 5, 2007
June 27, 2007
June 20, 2007
June 13, 2007
* names have been changed because I feel like they should be.
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I hate when people with websites ask complete strangers to "donate money" so they can "keep their site going." That's bull crap. Is it worth $20 to find out if Johnny Donut puked on the bouncer's shoes or to know what song he's listening to today?
Um, no.
But is it worth $20 if you were to get something cool in return? Like, maybe a t-shirt?
