Candles by Deganit- Diary of a Chandler: Intermission-" Likes and Friends

Yom Kippur has passed.

Solitude by M. Chagal

Isn't this piece of art magnificent? The naïve scenery, the dreams, the hope, the fantasy, the faith, the cow! Then the colors, the power! All this, both aesthetic and spiritual stream, coming towards the one in front of this great creation.

Anyways, where was I? O.K It is true I owe part two yet but I needed a time out. Waiting for supplies to get here I decided to spend some time studying more about online promotion! You know: how to expose my art, how to add more views to my creation how to make more people to see them and "Like" them on FB get more Likes for my Fan Page.

Not long ago I was barely involved in FB. The internet world was some research on Google, E-mails, and that was about it. So…with the opening of my Etsy shop I knew that a shop in the biggest market place ever demands a change in my way of thinking, acting, behaving, and reacting… a huge change in me. Still I decided to go for it, not to go but to run. Welcome to the race!

The race for Friends. Friends?

For me a friend is a friend. This belief of mine has left me with fifty something friends on Face book. Not a very good base for Fans base. Isn't it.

I had to convert myself into: Speak a FRIEND and a LIKE and enter

Well the real whirlpool came my way when my eye caught a promise to show me the way to get 10000 Fans in one month and not only that but to get the "real Fans who are the exact audience for your "product". May be the blame is in the eye drops put in my eyes by the eyes doctor in my appointment. My eye sight was bleary and so was my thinking. Anyway I stepped right into the trap.

Not even after watching the "free gift" training video, and downloading the PDF files to complete Lesson #1and reading them thoroughly I realized what is happening to me. So tiered and confused, without doing anything about getting 10000 potential customers via FB new Timeline I went to bed hopping tomorrow will bring good new.

Tomorrow brought only another boasting, arrogant e-mail with another tutorial video and some more empty PDF files. It was then that the coin has clicked. I found a turn in the path, deleted the PDF and went back home to my real friends, to the real me, to my one and only way where my candles are my art, and who really likes them will find a way to tell me so.

I am not ignoring the stream, I want to express myself by my art and I want to sell as a way of getting feedbacks, make room for more to come and, yes, make some money along the road but now when I jump into the ocean named "internet" I will always put on my protective glasses to help me see the essence lighting up from all the insignificant (for Me) aground it.