Now, I may be out in the wilds of Southern Maine, amid trees, birds and not many humans, but nonetheless my career appears to be boldly marching along. Thanks to the wonders of technology, from a Maine house, on the other side of the planet. I had the immense luck of being asked to edit part of the site.
I seem to have a strong connection to Chinese art. I don't have an academic background in the subject (aside from nearly walking out of my English Literature and Philosophy Degree in the second year, having decided that I would pursue an art degree instead... fortunately a sensible professor at the art college talked me out of it). Apart from that fling with art history, I have no great knowledge on the subject. Yet, twice the job came to me in Hong Kong, to edit the art pages of first the major English language newspaper, and then the newly launched Hong Kong edition of Time Out. And when I came across these artists, and their work, it filled me with inspiration.
Moving to the other side of the planet made me think that maybe that was it. But then I become the copy editor for the Asia Art Archive, and had the fortune of being involved in an epic project such as this 1980s one. And it makes me wonder... you know how sometimes in life, things keep cropping up? Maybe it's a person, or a job or a project; it doesn't go away, but keeps coming back and knocking on your door.
At what point should we just let it in, and accept that this is karma?