||[Mar. 4th, 2009|10:47 am]
Following my meeting with my accountant, I am now officially an Industrial Artist, or will be once the form arrives on the taxman's desk. I'll feel more legitimate once I have the odd piece or two in my portfolio.|
Blimey impressive or what!
I think the answer is "What"... One has to list yourself as something and if I just put "artist" the taxman may wonder why I'm buying lathes and milling machines rather than a box of watercolours and some brushes. Or so my accountant thought.
I'd rather not put a label on what I do, because that compromises my artistic integrity and pigeon-holes me, I refuse to be defined by agents of the state, I can not be expected to work under such conditions, I am being stifled! Stifled I tell you!
Crawls off to chew edge of the carpet and beat fists on the floor.
First find carpet! Oh, on second thoughts, find floor! Or, to be more precise, find a bit of floor that isn't already occupied by something! Then beat the floor and watch the cat jump!!!!
Actually, I don't remember there being any advice given in "careers" lessons on Industrial Artists. I wanted to be a Vet!
2009-03-09 06:56 pm (UTC)
careers lessons taught me that the only job a girl could persue with any confidence was Mastic Ashsphalt Spreader
Well that explains why most of my female friends are Mastic Asphalt Spreaders.