Art For Art's Sake / Apology For Apology's Sake

When did experiencing great works of art, such as paintings and photographs, become more of an electrical experience than an organic one?

On a recent visit to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to see the exhibit, "Picasso and the Avant-Garde in Paris" I was stricken by the vast majority of patrons wearing headphones.  They were listening to information about the pieces in the exhibit.  Additionally, they were staring at little boxes attached to the headphones, moving in herd style from one numbered painting to another, anticipating the next direction.  I thought it was akin to watching a television show on art, but yet your physically in front of the art.

What I believe they weren't doing is personally absorbing the experience of viewing great art.  They were missing the experience of viewing, without hearing.  Paintings and photographs are not movies or television productions; They were meant to be seen.  Additionally they were meant to be discussed.  Over 90% of the people at the exhibit had headphones.  At least 90% of those folks had the headphones on their heads.  There was barely even a whisper during the time I was there; no conversation; no sharing thoughts.

I know this is a very popular way to view exhibits and I'm not saying it's wrong.  In lieu of TV and the internet, I am not surprised that people want an audio experience to supplement the visual.  But I wonder, in the attempt to satisfy one sense, are they taking away from another?

The broader question is how much are we losing in an attempt to gain more?

After our trip to the museum, my partner and I stopped at a popular Mexian-ish restaurant that we go to occasionally for a late lunch/early dinner.  It was busy as I have noticed it to be typically.  Since I noticed some booths were finishing up, I thought it would pleasant to have a seat by the window.  Even though I signified to the hostess the table I wanted, and there was an agreement that we would have to wait, the hostess gave our table to another couple.  When I complained to another hostess about not getting my table, I was met with defensiveness and no apology.

Long story short with the restaurant, a manager did apologize, got us another table by the window and took $20 off the bill.  Yet, all in all, we left after our meal with the sense that it did not matter to the restaurant if we ever returned.  The apology by the manager was fine.  But the initial lack of one from the hostess signified that we did not matter.  Why would we?  Many people came in before us, many came in after.  All appeared to be having a good time.  Business is good and there is always a whiner in the crowd, right?

It's true you can't satisfy everyone all the time.  But as a business, when you ignore the complaining customer, when does that philosophy become the start of your downfall? If you're sticking your head in the sand because revenue and profits are up, you may pop your head back up too late to realize there is no more revenue and profit.

In an attempt to absorb it all  
(trying to seat patrons quickly at a restaurant / experiencing painting by listening)
a little piece of what made something great  
(dining experience / letting just your eyes fill you with wonder)
is lost.

Without careful consideration, what is lost will remain lost forever.
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Job Candidate: Breathe...You're Not Perfect

Don't focus on the second thing I said.

Focus on the first: breathe. Breathe voluntarily and consciously.  Don’t exaggerate the motion.  Just slowly inhale while you count to ten.  Then slowly exhale while counting to ten.  Do this a couple of times until you feel your chest unclamp itself.  Do this in the car or bus on the way to an interview.  Do this while riding the elevator.  Do this while sitting in the lobby.  And if you can, do this during the interview (which is why I recommend not exaggerating the motion).

Remember oxygen is helpful.  It’s your friend.  Especially in an interview.

Breathing puts oxygen into your blood which travels to your brain.  When you’re stressed, you take in shorter than normal breaths.  The resulting lesser amount of oxygen to your brain causes the brain to have less energy.  This can alter your mood, your attention and can cause temporary forgetfulness.  You can forgot things like where your last job was and what you did there.

I don't think it's necessary to say.  But for the sake of complete clarity, forgetting that kind of stuff is not helping you.

Being overly relaxed is probably not going to help you either.  You probably shouldn't be sliding down your chair or slumping over appearing to be ready for a nap.  But calm, cool and confident rues the day.

Of course, you're nervous; money is on the line.  But trust me, breathe. You'll remember things. You'll look calm. You'll stop feeling so stressed.  Less stress translates into less worry. Less worrying translates into realizing you're not perfect.

Now you can focus on the second thing.  As you focus on that, think about how many perfect people you have met in your lifetime. None? Bingo. So why start thinking you just met some, and they are sitting across from you interviewing you?

Trust me when I say, it's better to be hopeful that your employment situation will get better.  I know it's unpleasant. But hope will let you breathe.
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A Dirty Job

It truly is the little things.  It’s the little things we say, do and write that set off ripples that turn into waves.  Waves turn to flooding.  Flooding turns to destruction.  More specifically, destruction of this blog.

I was close to letting this be the last blog entry on WTTO.  All because of two things that were said to me, by two different people.  It wasn’t the usual, “your blog sucks” comment.  The comments were more philosophical and quizzical.  I, in turn questioned myself, has it all been said? Not just by me, but by everyone?

I ponder the dialogue I witness about work on the blogosphere. How far is the reach? Who is this helping?  Why keep writing if it’s not reaching anyone?  Then again, why speak, do or write about anything at all?  

The answer I decided was we speak, do and write because of the little things.  It’s the little things that get under our skin that annoy us: like noisy neighbors, people who say they’ll call but don’t; and rude customer service.  It’s also the little things that make you glad to be alive: a smile from someone you love; kittens on YouTube; and Chocolate Fudge Pop Tarts.

Doing, talking about, and writing about these little things keep us going, to push and pull our way through life. This is why we still speak to our neighbors in hopes they’ll be more understanding.  It's why we choose local diners instead of expensive restaurants, because the diner workers don’t act like they hate their jobs (and you for coming in today).  It's why we write about what is wrong in the workplace.

All of us are speaking and writing about the little things. As humans it's our job to do so.  It's not always fun.  But it's not always bad.  It most likely will leave you with some dirt under your fingernails.  Either because you encountered something disgusting.  Or because you dug in and truly accomplished something.

(some inspirational music)



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Putting Up or Shutting Up: My Response

If you are reader of Victorio Milian's blog, Creative Chaos Consultants, then you have already seen his post, "Are You Ready To Put Up or Shut Up, Paul Smith?"  If you have not, click the link and see my response.

Thank you to Victorio for letting me be part of this project. 
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Laugh At Work Today

I don't mean laugh toward work.  I mean, while at work today...laugh.

I just had a good hearty laugh.  And over something quite simple.

I was walking by the entrance to our office, as one of my colleagues was entering. When he saw me, he stopped and bellowed, "Hellloooow! and saluted.  Because it was such an unlikely gesture and genuinely happy, I just started to laugh.  It felt good and really lifted my spirits.

I hope someone or something makes you laugh today at work. If they don't, try to make it happen for someone else. It will make them feel good and lift their spirits.







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Tell It Like It Is, Joe

One of the fun things about having a blog is sharing your ideas and beliefs with the world. When someone does a better job of explaining a shared belief, it's not necessary to try and one-up their work.  Blogging allows the liberty of taking their work and plopping it into your own blog. Needless to say, one doesn't call it their own. Credit should always be given.

So if you don't know Joe Gerstandt, let me introduce him to you now.  Joe is all over Twitter at @JoeGerstandt and definitely worth following.  Joe writes a blog that interjects positivity into our world called "Our Time To Act". Joe is a keynote speaker and workshop facilitator.  Over the past weekend, Joe put a short video on his blog explaining the definition of diversity and inclusion.  Because I have a deep appreciation for how he defined each of them, I wanted to share his video.

Well enough out of me, tell it like it is Joe:

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Job Security Is The Devil

You know what else is? Snuggies. Snuggies are the devil.

They come to me through the TV with the promise of warmth and security.  They spring off the shelves of the local Walgreens and scream, "Buy me. I’m only $14.99.  And see, I come with a little book light to help you read at night.  You’d like that wouldn’t you?"
And every time I say no, it replies with, “What's the matter with you, don’t you want to be warm and secure?”
“Sure, but."
“But what?” it replies.
“But it’s an illusion.  I don’t need to take you home to know you’re just a flimsy blanket. Just one with arms.” 
“You still want me though. You need security.”
“Yes I know I do.  And I hate you for it,” I cried.
I then fled from the store believing I had escaped.
As I walked home quickly, I realized to my dismay, I was wrong.   I could not escape the need and want for security.  I wanted that Snuggie. 

I am proud to say though that as of this day I have not bought into the illusion of a Snuggie.

Apparently though I’m not the only one who has heard this siren's cry. At least 20 million people have sought the security of a Snuggie. And if it's not the Snuggie people seek for security, there are other illusions: illicit drugs, alcohol, gambling, or codependent relationships to name a few.  

But millions of people are seeking security from what I believe is the granddaddy of security illusions: their job.

According to the SHRM Workplace Visions survey from last year on job satisfaction, upwards of over 60% polled claim job security is what they value the most.

I ask, how can so many people value something that simply does not exist?

I've heard the greatest trick that the Devil ever pulled was convincing people he did not exist.  I say the opposite.  The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing people to value something that did not exist.  Why?  Because its very dispiriting to put all of your hopes in your job only to have the carpet pulled out from under you when it's gone.  You want to feel low?  This is a fast track to lowness.

I confessed I want to feel secure.  But I know it's an illusion.  I know that there are no guarantees in free market economies.  I know that no matter how many years I stay in my job, or how hard I think I'm working, or how financially sound my organization is, my job could end tomorrow.  And there is nothing I can do about it.  I could spend all of my energies on wishing and hoping I will have my job until I choose to leave, but wishing results in nothing. 

Changes will always occur.  Thinking you're untouchable from these changes is a fool's game and the Devil loves a fool. So stop believing in something that will never occur.  It only leads to disappointment and low self-esteem. Put your faith in what you know is real: yourself. Never be tricked into believing your job is anything more than just your job right now.

Your job may offer warmth and security, but when it all comes out in the wash, it's still just a job.  Just like a Snuggie.  A Snuggie is still just a blanket with arms.  It offers no more warmth and security than any other blanket.

This is your sermon today. Thanks for visiting.


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