Ok, I admit it, I got sucked into the addiction, the temptation, the social network drug that is thy Facebook. I am an addict. My name is Leanne, and I have a Facebook problem.
I enjoy conversing with my family and friends, past colleagues, schoolmates, and acquaintances, see status updates and post pics and all that social networking jazz. Oh sure there are downsides to everything, you take the good with the bad. I mean, you spend a good amount of time narrowing down pics you do not mind people seeing and then upload those to your page, then that hard work goes to bust when someone on your friends list tags you in a pic that you swear is the worst pic of you that anyone or anything could have dug up. Oh and sure, your friend could be standing right in front of you and say, “I went to bed at 9pm last night” and you might say, “ya same here I was tired”…end of conversation. But if one of your friends posts that as a status update, well, you would think this was huge news looking at the comments: “Early to bed, early to rise!”, “You night owl!”, “You sure that wasn’t 9am party animal woohoo!” and then someone else comes in with a comment that rivals that of a great novel. But thats Facebook, and that’s what is so insanely brilliant about it. We look for status updates, we look for pics, we want to know everything about each other….we just don’t want anyone to know we are on Facebook all day. “Oh ya, I just log on for 5 minutes to see if there’s anything new” – yeah right.
But wait, could there actually be a business component to Facebook? It took me awhile to adapt to becoming a Twittering blogging artist, but here is a social network I was actually well versed in. So this past month I dove into the warm waters of Facebook and began my Facebook page (I know, it is actually called a Facebook Fan page, but “fan” has always been a bit weird to say about myself or my art, so lets just simply call it my Facebook page for short.) It has been great, getting to converse with clients, friends, and even tweeters from my Twitterverse and extend a relationship that brings myself as an artist closer to people who are enjoying my art. I am thankful this opportunity exists, because when I began my venture seven years ago, this was much more difficult to do. So now, part of me feels like its ok to be a Facebook addict, its ok to be drawn into the world where the brush and canvas are housed away one afternoon and in its place are simply fingers and a laptop. I enjoy it, I enjoy the people who join my page each day, and in turn, I enjoy learning about their Facebook pages. Its great, its wonderful, its invigorating. My name is Leanne, and I have a Facebook problem, and I am happy about it. So now this Twittering, blogging, Facebooking artist must get back to the studio, but please do join me on Facebook and say hello, I will be very happy you did!