When someone compliments me on clothes, I quip back with the brand, original price, and the discount price I paid. In the grocery store, free samples call me over. I'll drive out of the way to save a couple cents per gallon. I'll eat at odd times, at the bar so I can get the happy hour bar food. I won't order the full price drink. Basically, I become unusually excited, elated, thrilled, when I save money.
Architecture school, nope. I printed more than I needed to and bought more materials than necessary and my parsimonious (I just learned this word!) ways eluded studio. I'll be paying for that later through my student loans and their interest. Ugh! My time and the quality of the project somehow was worth more than the pleasure I would get from a bargain. It escaped and eluded this part of me.
Not anymore. Now I have a life outside architecture studio and I don't have every second and future penny to devote to studio. My immediate goal has switched to modeling. I'm calling off work (my precious paid time) and spending a tank of gas and six hours to go to a five minute casting in Miami.
So, another side of my wall explained. I didn't spend a fortune on Gravity Wall--which makes me all the more excited and happy and proud. A bricolage of my pantry, car, backyard, home, room. Another part of me I want to examine. How and where did I flip-flop? Is there a way I can balance this part of me?
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