and for something that was initiated upon a wimsy.... it's miraculously holding up..WTF?
There is much more going on than just me selling ZINES in the Subway about Roxy n I homeless last year.
Apart from presenting the public with a human story where I attempt to challange the stereo typing that has hindered my own personal development over the years....
I am dressed in a stereo typical manner and where I chose to conduct my business selling the material suits typically this stereo type of me I am challenging.
So... some people walking down the stairs into the subway upon seeing me there flogging my art material have already made up their mind what I am and what I'm doing there and how they should conduct themselves as they walk past me.
I intend a soft sell approach with the sales of the ZINE. Afterall I dont want people treating this material as toilet paper. To me.. in my imaginary world.. it's like buying a ticket when you buy my ZINE, you get on board with me when you read my story and so you become a passenger on my ship.
However if you want to think of me as an actual loser punk, gothy whore slut doin it easy going no where selling piddles for piddles.... then you dont see the bigger picture.
And it's getting pretty funny now... there in the subway each week night at peek hour, it's now 5 weeks and for something that was initiated upon a wimsy.... it's miraculously holding up, I havnt wondered off onto the next fun project of procrastination and self indulgence yet.
Why? Cos I have a business plan and this is a business. It is my business to look like a freak in the subway. It is my marketing strategy that I greet everyone weather they chose to buy or not and continue to be friendly with people weather they chose to buy or not. It is my business ethic to respect people's freedom of choise why I conduct my biz in this manner.
So I do not see myself emotionally manipulating people around my business, nor being being threatening nor even annoying with my marketing stratagies and it is legal to peddle goods in the street so long as the shops who pay the rent near by have no qualms.
I have no qualms with the near by establishments, actually they love my work because of cause my business makes people curiouse and so they also check out other businesses while they are looking about.
So what has become very funny to me now is this act I have noticed with some of the public in regard to my presense in the subway.
Well it's 5 weeks now and to try and keep up the act that "you are ignoring a pest so as not to encourage it to do greater trouble" is looking very tried and tested.
There are some folk I notice, they want to look but they force themselves not to, I assume they are are continuing to hold this kind of view of me all the while I'm greeting other folk, "G'day mate, howsit goin.." n so forth. That I'm still there after 5 weeks must show some commitment eh. And therefore the crazy make - up it's a gig, this is an act. I mean a bit of rashional folk, I look freaky and that interests you. Have a fucking look cos that's why I'm there and you dont have to buy, just say hello, it might actually make you feel good, other people feel good as they walk away with a smile.
I get pested by real freaks and I do the act too. However I dont go stiff and look the other way. This scary freak come up to me yesterday, he was in my face, who are you? I said I was an artist here to sell my material, and asked if he wanted to buy a ZINE. Then he said stupid offensive shit, I said, well you can fuck off too then - with a smile on my face. He then got all threatening, so I crown the motherfucker and said
"Oh oh sorry" to the mighty lord, "I was wrong I should not have said that." I paid the cunt what it wanted and it walked off to go harrass another member of public.
So, this business man I see walking past each day with his terribly dated hair cut and his terribly dated business suit who shoves his nose in the air making every effort to avoid making eye contact with me, one day diverts his attention deliberately to look at the man who is organising an art display window and so I crack up laughing.
"Oh, does this business man only look at men? What..he thinks that man rearranging the display window has a cute bum eh?" I mean what makes that artist over there who is part of some organisation more ligit as an artist than me who is working independantly?
So, yes... I got a bit of a social experiment going on in the subway there too.
Apart from presenting the public with a human story where I attempt to challange the stereo typing that has hindered my own personal development over the years....
I am dressed in a stereo typical manner and where I chose to conduct my business selling the material suits typically this stereo type of me I am challenging.
So... some people walking down the stairs into the subway upon seeing me there flogging my art material have already made up their mind what I am and what I'm doing there and how they should conduct themselves as they walk past me.
I intend a soft sell approach with the sales of the ZINE. Afterall I dont want people treating this material as toilet paper. To me.. in my imaginary world.. it's like buying a ticket when you buy my ZINE, you get on board with me when you read my story and so you become a passenger on my ship.
However if you want to think of me as an actual loser punk, gothy whore slut doin it easy going no where selling piddles for piddles.... then you dont see the bigger picture.
And it's getting pretty funny now... there in the subway each week night at peek hour, it's now 5 weeks and for something that was initiated upon a wimsy.... it's miraculously holding up, I havnt wondered off onto the next fun project of procrastination and self indulgence yet.
Why? Cos I have a business plan and this is a business. It is my business to look like a freak in the subway. It is my marketing strategy that I greet everyone weather they chose to buy or not and continue to be friendly with people weather they chose to buy or not. It is my business ethic to respect people's freedom of choise why I conduct my biz in this manner.
So I do not see myself emotionally manipulating people around my business, nor being being threatening nor even annoying with my marketing stratagies and it is legal to peddle goods in the street so long as the shops who pay the rent near by have no qualms.
I have no qualms with the near by establishments, actually they love my work because of cause my business makes people curiouse and so they also check out other businesses while they are looking about.
So what has become very funny to me now is this act I have noticed with some of the public in regard to my presense in the subway.
Well it's 5 weeks now and to try and keep up the act that "you are ignoring a pest so as not to encourage it to do greater trouble" is looking very tried and tested.
There are some folk I notice, they want to look but they force themselves not to, I assume they are are continuing to hold this kind of view of me all the while I'm greeting other folk, "G'day mate, howsit goin.." n so forth. That I'm still there after 5 weeks must show some commitment eh. And therefore the crazy make - up it's a gig, this is an act. I mean a bit of rashional folk, I look freaky and that interests you. Have a fucking look cos that's why I'm there and you dont have to buy, just say hello, it might actually make you feel good, other people feel good as they walk away with a smile.
I get pested by real freaks and I do the act too. However I dont go stiff and look the other way. This scary freak come up to me yesterday, he was in my face, who are you? I said I was an artist here to sell my material, and asked if he wanted to buy a ZINE. Then he said stupid offensive shit, I said, well you can fuck off too then - with a smile on my face. He then got all threatening, so I crown the motherfucker and said
"Oh oh sorry" to the mighty lord, "I was wrong I should not have said that." I paid the cunt what it wanted and it walked off to go harrass another member of public.
So, this business man I see walking past each day with his terribly dated hair cut and his terribly dated business suit who shoves his nose in the air making every effort to avoid making eye contact with me, one day diverts his attention deliberately to look at the man who is organising an art display window and so I crack up laughing.
"Oh, does this business man only look at men? What..he thinks that man rearranging the display window has a cute bum eh?" I mean what makes that artist over there who is part of some organisation more ligit as an artist than me who is working independantly?
So, yes... I got a bit of a social experiment going on in the subway there too.