I'm about to break all my own rules.
When I first started blogging, I thought that my blog - this blog - had to focus solely on my art. I was emphatic about it, even preaching that mantra to my students and any other artist I was discussing blogging with. "You're building your brand," I would say. "No one cares what you did on Saturday night."
Lately, though, I've decided that's a bunch of crap for several reasons. One - my blog is Megan Auman - which is me. And I'm more than a jewelry designer and artist (even though that's my business and a large part of my life, its not my whole life). Two - I'm bored. Which is mostly because - Three - The times in my life when I've been happiest are when I've been pursuing multiple, often unrelated interests. And Four - its crazy to try to compartmentalize these interests into separate thoughts and separate blogs. I am one person - I should have one blog, not 12.
So I'm giving myself permission here to blog about my whole life, not just the jewelry designer part (though there will still be plenty of that as well). And here are a few things I want to share about me:
-I'm a total nerd when it comes to reading material. I like well researched non-fiction. I find the real world fascinating enough that I'm not often interested in fiction. I'm also addicted to
Amazon.com - I love browsing books through related books, I could spend hours on there.
-I'm turning into a total homebody. When you get down to it, I'd most often rather be home with Joe and Grizzly. (Though spending time with my family at my parent's beach house or camping with Joe's family aren't bad either.)
-I love working out and often work out twice a day. I consider myself first and foremost a runner, but I also swim, bike, and do yoga. I did my first triathlon in May, and am now training for a half-marathon.
-I've become totally obsessed with wanting to ditch my car and bike or walk everywhere. I'm even working on starting an organization in my county that promotes bike and pedestrian safety.
-I harbor a secret inner desire to be a writer. In fact, writer was the first job I ever remember wanting, years before I wanted to be an artist. And strangely enough, when I see an amazing piece of jewelry or art, I often think "I should quit now" but when I read an amazing piece of text, I think "I should become a writer." Isn't that a little backwards?
Thanks for sticking with me to the end of this post. (And thanks to
Annie - our conversation yesterday really inspired this little epiphany.)