Someone said to me recently, in conversation (not in response to my writing), "um, could you maybe use less big words in that sentence?" For a second I felt like a huge dork (apparently you can take the girl out of academia, but you can’t take the academia out of the girl- others will always recognize us by our pointy heads; by our propensity to use words like dialogic, habitus, Foucauldian, subjectivity, discourse, and post-modern/black/feminist/office; and for our insistence on believing that D&G stands for Deleuze & Guattari rather than Dolce & Gabbana ). In the next instance I thought "What The F*#k? I’ve spent years building this vocabulary, I'm hardly going to keep it locked inside my head", because, hey, I’ll be paying these student loans forever so I’m gonna damn well get some mileage out of this edu-ma-cation. Then in the next instance I got over myself, laughed out loud and proceeded to rephrase what I was trying to say. As a self-summary I hope this little scenario shows that although I’m highly educated and a have a bit of stubborn streak, I also have a sense of humor and am sensitive to others.
I work as a researcher for an arts organization (photography) and am a Trustee for a heritage organization, so I spend a lot of time wrestling with organizational politics and thinking about creative endeavors (sadly, mostly the creative pursuits of others, but I will get back into my own arts practice at some point. In the near future. Or so I like to think.)
I may be making myself sound more serious than I am. I do take what I do seriously, and can be intense rather than laid-back about the things I feel passionately about, but that is balanced with a healthy dose of play and an ability to be objective and reflexive about most, if not all, things.