See, spending all this time on my blog is not a big fat waste of time. I have come to a few bloggy revelations: 1) Ultimately a blog is a tool for self-promotion – even if I am using the same name as the collective zine I used to edit. 2) If I want it to be collective, I need to change something… 3) As a self-promotion tool, blogging works.Despite the fact that most of my daily hits come from folks trying to lose weight and buy diamonds, today three hits were made by somebody searching the terms “cardiff miller thesis.” I suspect those hits might be related to an email I got this morning from Janet Cardiff, who wrote:
“we have read some of your stuff on your blog and read some of your thesis. we’d be very interested in publishing some of it in a new catalogue that is coming out. it’s quite good. the museum would pay a small fee as well. the chapter on S&M is particularly of interest. and some of your blog stuff.”
My first email from Janet Cardiff and George Bures Miller.
Now I can finally ask if they were influenced by the exhibition Broken Music or by Glenn Gould or by Dana Augaitis. And about that performance, Intimacies, that took place back in the early nineties.
I feel like I’ve just drunk a triple espresso. It seems too good to be true that parts of my thesis have a shot at being something other than bound and shelved at the Art Center library.
Everybody always wants in on the s & m stuff…. heh, heh.
Darn, can’t call Sue in Bangkok and crow, because it’s only 5 am there.
Alright, need to focus. Bella is at the mall with her dad and sleeping over at a friend’s house. Thesis time from now until tomorrow night when Chad arrives – with a break for Lost tonight (mini-cliff hanger, and then no episodes until February). I need to brew a big pot of Earl Grey.