So extremely and utterly depressed. I don't really know what i am trying to accomplish out here but yesterday was a trying day and I had a breakdown. This work is futile. I want to run into the desert until I become a part of the horizon or am eaten by vultures. I desparately need a big hug and some chocolate milk; neither of which are apart of the culture, neither of which will happen anytime soon.
Sad, sad times.
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On a more constructive note, what can be done to revive the arts in our communities? The initial trails have to be blazed to show it (professions in or involving the arts) can be done successfully. There are so many really talented people that end up in 9-5 daytime jobs out of a lack of opportunities. Hm....
Start a school? An international mentor/ exchange program? Get some grants? Fundraisers? A consulting company? A publishing house/art gallery/music studio/performance space? How can this be done?
4 comments:
Hey Rupal,
How is it going? It's been such a long time that we haven't seen you.. Well hang in there.. just few more months... Then you'll be back to the States... How did you like India? Reply.. Thinking about you... Shefali
Hey Rups,
Didn't I give you an "in case of emergency" thing as your going away thang? This is the time to bust it out!
You be cool. Breakdowns happen to the best of us. It shows that we care. Sometimes a bit too much and a tad bit unrealistically. But both of those qualities set you apart from the person who works at Washington Mutual 9-5 doing something that she hates (I'm speaking of the former you, not any Washington Mutual friends that are reading this now). So keep your head up.
On a side note, I had a minor breakdown a week ago so, yes, it does happen to the best of us.
Vince
Thanks V. Consider it busted open. :)
rups
Thanks V. Consider it busted open. :)
rups
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