Friday, January 18, 2013
Barron’s, I love you. But we need to talk…
All right. A blog about the financial and legal side of entertainment written by a multimedia artist, an idea generating machine, a right brain person. A person that can understand everything that’s going on in David Lynch’s movies. I actually do live inside a David Lynch movie.
This blog is part of the evaluation process in the Entertainment Business Masters of Science Program that I am currently pursuing at Full Sail University. God was witness to the 3 milliseconds of doubt I felt when my professors said I should choose a subject for my blog that was actually a personal passion. I chose to write it about legal and financial aspects of entertainment. Then came the 3 milliseconds of doubt (intense ones, felt like 3 hours), for I am not an expert in the subject. Then I just chose to ignore the menace and move forward. Oh well...
This is a Masters Program, so I want to challenge myself. But finance and law both stand far from being personal passions to me. I mean, I deal OK with both subjects, I manage to live without lawsuits against me and, as far as I remember, I paid all my bills last month. But I’d rather spend my time separating a family size pack of M&Ms in columns of different colors than researching on bonds, commodities and (God forbid, that’s a hideous word) collaterals. I actually gave myself as a Christmas gift the Barron’s Dictionary of Finance and Investment Terms. It is a beautiful book, blue cover in a texture that resembles leather, with golden letters, intaglio. Beautifully designed like a vintage article you buy at Fab.com. I keep it as a bedside companion, but I must confess that I do that in hopes that I will learn something by osmosis, for I do not actually pick it up to read UNLESS I ACTUALLY DESPERATELY NEED TO DO SO. Because it is boring as hell. More than boring, it is hard to understand, especially for a right brain person. It is very Lynch-ish, in a way, but in a way that I don’t enjoy nor get. Like another world that is so cryptic and impenetrable (did I say boring?) that makes me feel like I’m counting molecules in a white painted wall.
So now, in a risky and questionable move, I decide to change the direction of this blog. Throw all your stones at me, I don’t care. I may not be a consistent blogger, but I am definitely a real one. I still fancy the realms of numbers and contracts. I do depend on them and, as long as I proceed in my career as an entertainment entrepreneur, I will have to find a way to love them. But, for some reason, it is still hard for me to penetrate it and find pleasure in the action. So, from now on, cherished readers, expect bi-weekly texts filled with strong emotions as you follow this struggling artist finding his ways to master the most valuable arts of the western world: money and law. It's gonna be like reality TV, but with content. Barron’s, take these words as a promise and a love declaration: I will get you, baby. I will get you good.
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