OK, I am back! I tend to do Pinterest before bedtime (in hopes of inspiring cool dreams - also the dog baby is asleep and not causing mischief). And, this one really has taken me to so many places, in time as well as spaces around the world. *what is with all these damned prepositions???*
Anyway, doing all this has made me admit something. I *must* officially identify myself as an artist. *cringe* In my corporate job, I make fun of the fact that I am that sleazy, glossy-brochure-making marketing chicque who can hold a conversation with engineers. 15 years of truck manufacturing will do that to a gal, especially when the engineers are not always ugly...hmm. (I'll talk about our pocket protector slogan project another time...)
In my artsy roles (dance teacher, metal smith, general crafter, and board member for a Chicago neighborhood chamber of commerce) - I don't like to identify as any of those roles, since I am a random artsy person who taps into her business experience to somewhat succeed. Plus, I really get all Judgy McJudgy Pants when people ramble on about their Profession during the introductions. Quite possibly, I am a self-loathing bitch or just REAL BAD at promoting myself. But, in the end, I am that dreamer - busy thinking of a theme for the next thing - in traffic, through a development program review meeting, and definitely during any kind of PowerPoint presentation making. (How many times can we say something is 'robust' or 'innovative'???)
So, yeah - that's me right now. Take a look at all the ideas in my head, in all the 276 pins below. (They are, in fact, robust.) I don't know what I will do with it yet, but as a creative-type, teacher, marketing scumbag...and, artist...I am nourished.