Edited by Neil Anderson, Tuesday, 17 Dec 2013, 22:42
Most of my public life is about making sure that other people get-along. Almost nobody notices this aspect me. When asked, "what does neil do?", the answer "creating relationships" never seems to loom large in their answers.
The people I work with assume that what I do is what they see me do; they don't see me cover up their mistakes, iron out the differences between their wants and the wants of others'. They want now, they never see others. They never see that they could do this themselves.
They don't imagine that I schedule my time to make sure that the person who needs 400 desks the night before, doesn't interfere with the someone who, next morning, needs a complete empty hall.
I'm just someone who is there who doesn't seem to do much.
Often people have talks, meetings about and write reports about me,:protocols and pre-empts are planned, emailed, espoused and written.
I, of course, ignore such things. If I did it their way the world would fall apart. They don't even notice that I'm not doing what they decided.The writing/deciding is all after all for them, not something that I should be interested in..
Possibly such people are right: I'm a bit useless and not up to providing the figures that they need to pass on. Still I am human and some people love me.
Over many years I have tried to support art in Edinburgh, in my own hole-in-the-corner way. I have always had rooms for art classes, and, and this is the problem, have charged about what the class could stand.
In other words I have done the City Council out of their due. Still they claim to support art, I can't have done too much wrong? We know how that works.
Someone gave me a very special art-work the other day.
So I have been paid, and more than paid, and paid too much.
A life spent always wrong, well, I have my picture.
You have no idea of the wonder, of having it, and it being given to me.
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Most of my public life is about making sure that other people get-along. Almost nobody notices this aspect me. When asked, "what does neil do?", the answer "creating relationships" never seems to loom large in their answers.
The people I work with assume that what I do is what they see me do; they don't see me cover up their mistakes, iron out the differences between their wants and the wants of others'. They want now, they never see others. They never see that they could do this themselves.
They don't imagine that I schedule my time to make sure that the person who needs 400 desks the night before, doesn't interfere with the someone who, next morning, needs a complete empty hall.
I'm just someone who is there who doesn't seem to do much.
Often people have talks, meetings about and write reports about me,:protocols and pre-empts are planned, emailed, espoused and written.
I, of course, ignore such things. If I did it their way the world would fall apart. They don't even notice that I'm not doing what they decided.The writing/deciding is all after all for them, not something that I should be interested in..
Possibly such people are right: I'm a bit useless and not up to providing the figures that they need to pass on. Still I am human and some people love me.
Over many years I have tried to support art in Edinburgh, in my own hole-in-the-corner way. I have always had rooms for art classes, and, and this is the problem, have charged about what the class could stand.
In other words I have done the City Council out of their due. Still they claim to support art, I can't have done too much wrong? We know how that works.
Someone gave me a very special art-work the other day.
So I have been paid, and more than paid, and paid too much.
A life spent always wrong, well, I have my picture.
You have no idea of the wonder, of having it, and it being given to me.