Still A Dreamer

That’s not the beginning of a children’s book – it was the final sound of my G4 giving up the ghost. I work on a Mac – the G4 was a beautiful, silvery machine with a mirrored CD drawer. The artist in me loved just the look; the professional artist in me loves the whole way a Macintosh works and all the ways it makes my work possible.

It had been locking up way too much; freezing while I jumped between programs … I should have called my Mac guy earlier, but it may have been too late, anyway. I’m told this version of the Mac tended to run hot, and I, for most of its life, had no A/C. Sadly, I may have inadvertently brought about it’s demise.

Now that a phenomenally stressful week sans-Mac of my life has passed, and I’m almost caught up with all I couldn’t do without it, I sit in front of a yet more beautiful machine – an iMac.

With great speed, an OS so quiet I can’t even hear it and a big, black glass monitor which shows me perfect detail, my heart is beginning to rest. I’ll somehow manage the unexpected expense, and am happily exploring what this new version brings me. Is it sick to love your computer? Or is it about the life it makes possible for me … it probably doesn’t matter. I’m writing again, scanning, designing and creating … with a big freakin’ smile on my face. And THAT’s what matters.

Want to see what I do with my Mac? Check out the Creative Services I offer on my web site.