I really wanted to say 'hiding under shit managers', people who may not be 100% passionate about seeing the artist develop and succeed. These people...sorry 'managers', without a shadow of doubt see an opportunity to either be in the lime light themselves or raise their own profile at the time and expense of the artist. When this happens the artist 'too busy working on their passion to see how rubbish their management is' sits in their room looking glum, wondering why they work hard, sing and perform hard....but fail to see any progress.
There is one ultimate reason for this and to be honest the above situation can not be blamed on the management.
But on the artists' low confidence and low self esteem.
I'll leave you to ponder on this......Part two will be available tomorrow.
Have a great evening x
And she has sung...
Below is one of the many services I have on offer to those wishing to progress and succeed in the job market.
My collection of workshop's are built on years of research and hours upon hours of finding an high quality formula to assist people in getting that J.O.B! Oh and before I go on, the workshops are more importantly built on my personal experiences as a job seeker; mother; 'hard to reach'; minority ethnic; woman (that looks half her age); Hackney resident...statistic.
Whether it be a career ambition, a transitional job or a survival job we all deserve to have an income, to provide for our families, and this is how I use my talents....'to better the world we live in' ...lol.
I laugh, because the above statement although cheesy, is very very...very true and this is why we should all do everything we can, to achieve our career ambitions. Whether a 9-5, a sport, an art or self employment, if we back out of doing what we are good at, passionate about or naturally talented in...you know those things that make us happy when we do them; we break a natural cycle of progression within our family, community and believe it or not the global community (can your vision even project that far?....Yes? Good!).
So I invite you to tell a friend to tell a teacher or employer.......'Elen B (and I can say this with confidence), offers the best career consultancy in London and with personal investment being the new 'black'. You better give her a call'
Merry Christmas and a Happppy New Year X
(Photographs taken from http://www.anc.org.za/nelson)
I just had to write a letter, a short one, to share my feelings about Madiba great man and one that help me through serious racism as a young girl growing up in Hertfordshire in the 1980's.
Born on a Thursday - Passed On on a Thursday.
Here in the UK, living just outside London, I was 11 years old when my family gathered to watch the news and celebrate Father Nelson Mandela's release from imprisonment. The ripple effect of Father Mandela's words that day affected me. For I, in the area I lived, at my young age, in a land that showed off its diversity; was victim to so much physical and psychological racism. Father Mandela's words then and as I grew older, assisted in healing my wounds; with wisdom and not the easy road of hatred and fear. How powerful his words, how powerful it is for a stranger to remind another of the greatness and strength we can all tap into; regardless of our situation, background or financial status. May this Father I never met in the physical; but definitely meet in the realm of Love and Wisdom, continue to guide me, strengthen me and confirm that I, my son, my friends, strangers and neighbours, too MUST remember that LOVE IS ALL THERE IS and that it is LOVE THAT CONQUERS ALL! Who will continue his work? WE ALL MUST! Wearing his message and vision on our sleeves and smothering all that think otherwise with the wisdom and strength of this Universal and Eternal Power. The persistent effort is more than worth it. And for the racism I received as a child, wisdom showed me it is two inferiorities clashing. One must Stand up to break it's illusion and it's sour cycle. LOVE IS ALL THERE IS! GOD KEEP YOU FATHER MANDELA and your family.
WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU X Elen B
I walk with a note pad because typing in my phone does not compare to writing my thoughts, insights and epiphany's in ink.