Monday, 30 April 2018

now selling

I sold a couple of stickers via my Munted Doll account on Redbubble!! I'm stoked. The profit margin is ridiculously insignificant - cents rather than dollars. However the first amazing thing about this is that someone found my work. There are an overwhelming number of products available on this particular platform - how do people even find you? 
 
The second and even more brilliant thing is that someone actually got my offbeat sense of humour. Personally I don't think I am that strange but even yesterday when I showed a good friend my Redbubble portfolio he said to me: 'your head is really weird'. Even so, and maybe because of comments like that - I am encouraged. My weird head is bursting with obscure satirical memes. Making a couple of sales really makes me want to get them out there.


Monday, 16 April 2018

munted - deleting a facebook account


Yesterday I cleared another not-insignficant amount of detritus from my life. I've been a bit over Face-ache for quite a while - I didn't have an account for years and have remained an ambivalent user. Recent events only confirmed what I suspected - that the platform's ethics were very questionable. I use FB mainly for 'business' - I have 122 followers - the benefits of which are also questionable. It's just 'what you do' when you are trying to promote yourself online. Facebook, Instagram and a website are mandatory. And then there's LinkedIn, Pinterest, Twitter, Redbubble, links to professional organisations you belong to....and probably a lot more I don't know about.

When the Zuckerburg scandal hit the news I wasn't surprised but it was the prompt I needed to do something about it. So I went looking to see what information FB had on me. It wasn't too difficult to find and download the data and I now have it on file. However Facebook don't make it easy to end the romance - the only way to get this info out of FB's archives altogether is to delete the account. They are sneaky because deactivating an account won't get rid of the data - you have to DELETE THE ACCOUNT and they give you a 14 day 'cooling off' period before they will do that. How considerate of them. But it's even more complicated than that.

I've been managing both a 'personal account' under my own name and a 'business page' for Dr Grafix. I didn't want to lose the followers on my page so closing my personal account wasn't simply a matter of one 'click' under Settings because it would have made the Dr Grafix page defunct also. I had to open a new Facebook account under a different identity and appoint that person as administrator for the page before I could disappear. Then there was the problem of the 104 'friends' I had acquired - most of whom I could happily lose, but a few I wanted to stay in touch with.

The product arm of what I laughingly call my 'business' is called Munted Doll (if you want to know how I arrived at that name - click here for the blog post) so I took on that identity to open a new account with a false birthdate and very few personal details. I posted on my Timeline that I would be deleting my personal account and opening a new one for close friends and family only. I suggested that if people wanted to stay in touch they should like my Dr Grafix page. I picked up 5 more followers there so someone was actually watching. Then I went through my friends list, cut it down from 104 to 19 and sent them friend requests from my new Munted Doll account. Phew! All good.

I hadn't thought much about how my new identity presented on Facebook until I saw this:


Brilliant - there's something perverse and delightfully subversive about having 'Munted' as a 'Christian' name.

Saturday, 31 March 2018

#redbubble shop #munteddollinc

Gradually getting a handle on my Redbubble shop. It's very cool seeing my artwork on different merchandise. 


Unfortunately I am my best customer so far - but at least I am getting t-shirts with artwork I want to wear. I've ordered this t-shirt above (it won't look as good on me of course).

I'll be lucky to make any real money out of it, but having the work for sale and visible seems better than having it in folders on my computer where nobody will ever see it.




Monday, 26 March 2018

retro poster

Retro poster for my St Frank series. 

Why Ms Whipply? 

Why do you reckon?

Friday, 16 March 2018

head vs heart


So far the Year of the Dog is proving to be a bit of a bitch and no better than the Rooster annus horribilus of 2017. We are still riding the roller coaster of hope-disappointment-hope re selling our house. Financial recovery is painfully slow after 2 months with no pay over the summer break and some bad spending decisions. The surf continues to be dreadful, so much so that I have renamed my local break Imposters. It is advertised to tourists as a 'world class break' which is completely misleading and climate change is only making it worse.

Events of the past week have made me realise I need to seriously re-evaluate my life. Over the past 5-6 years I signed up for one online course after the other to consolidate my qualifications and ensure I was worth employing, only to be ripped off by the system as institutions grappled with changes to VET education and fee structures. I didn't receive one recognised qualification in return for my investment and have accrued more debt. 

I know staying employed is a struggle for many - ongoing cutbacks and job insecurity are the norm as employers, including government, shift from a permanent to a casual/contract workforce. There's no such thing as a 'safe' public service job any more. Like a lot of other folk I've been trying to stay ahead of the game - hence trying to get qualifications and broaden my skills base. With cutbacks in education and to the arts in general, I figured it might be sensible to diversify so I paid $3000 for a week long BAL Assessors course. As a casual, I also had to forego a week's wages, purchase a $110 textbook and drive 100km a day - so the total bill was closer to $4000. Today, on the last day of the course, I chucked it in before morning tea because I was raling against the same compliance-audit culture that drives me insane in my educational role. And because I would have had to pay more money I don't have for accreditation, shitloads of liability insurance and get referees before I could apply my newfound skills and actually make some income. The decision to do the course was a head one - in the end it was my heart that rebelled and forced me to abandon it.

Driving home today I said to myself: you really need to stop doing this. I should have learnt by now that the battle between head and heart causes me the greatest conflict - mainly because society encourages me to make head decisions and I am a heart person. I'm quite capable of using my head but I decided today that I should trust my instincts when it comes to making these types of decisions because in the end it's the heart that always wins out. It forces me to act because every cell in my body rebels if I don't. Crazy. I really did try to stick out the last day of the course - I tried to rationalise that I may as well finish it I was so close. But I just couldn't stay in the room.

So here I am feeling pretty sorry for myself but already making some new ground rules. I'm writing them down here as a 'note to self' because I want to make sure I stick to them.

1. I need to stop doing things for people who take advantage. They don't mean to - but people are generally so self obsessed they don't even know they are doing it. No more freebies (unless it's for friends, and I only have a few of those). That means no more free graphic design jobs for the local surf club (who didn't even think to invite me to the free pizza night held to thank volunteers).

2. Do just enough to keep body and soul together but the rest of the time - do what brings you peace and contentment. Stop trying to right the wrongs of the world and save everyone. It's not your responsibility.

3. And most of all - stop trying so bloody hard. I've known all my life that 'reality' was a sham. Now that all the systems that have served us in the past are finally showing real signs of falling apart, there's even less need to persist with the illusion. It was always a stupid game - now it doesn't even make sense. We all need to let go of it. Chaos will ensue, but there's no going back now so we may as well embrace the change.

image: ©Dr Grafix (aka Michelle Frantom), digital drawing, 2017