This blog - and really this whole website - has been way more challenging to maintain than I thought it would be.
The very fact that I just wrote that description, “challenging to maintain,” should tip you off. Should the “labor of love” that I envisioned that wistful evening months ago, when I justified paying money for a website the first go around, really be “challenging to maintain?”
The challenges I see are two fold…
Challenge One: The legitimate one
I have a family. I have a wife and a mother (in law) whom I live and dwell with, provide for, give guidance and counsel to and desire to spend time with. THEN, I have three kids, nine years old and under and they need everything that the adults need, plus they need someone to tell them to not put their underwear on backwards.
Stealing time, for that is what it feels like, to work at my labor of love, this silly little website, feels like genuine thievery most of the time. And add to that my ever-morphing understanding of what a good work ethic is and how much I can allow my private interests to invade my work/ministry day and I hardly ever write for this site or hang my photographs on it’s digital walls.
Challenge Two: The #hashtag
Yes, the #hashtag. It’s not that for everyone, but it’s often times the enemy of the pure creativity I seek. The little, in theory at least, one continuous word tag that should just let more people see your work, your words, your images, your art has become, for me…and I suspect a few others, a master.
I say it’s become a master as it seems to represent perfection, optimization, maximal audience size and the perfectly timed blissed out ride through the Mavericks of social media. And that’s what the modern digital denizen wants from their art, right?
I curse your name, you lowly pound sign!
But, the reaction I’m feeling right now leads me to a basic question. And it’s answer might just let #hashtags off the hook (to keep the oldschool phone analogy alive).
Why do artists create?