Happy new year. First and foremost. I wish you hope and change and growth and maturation et all.
I worked over most of the holidays. Aerospace engineering text, 30000 words, Portuguese-English. I actually found it quite interesting in the end. The greatest (and possibly also the most infuriating) thing about working freelance as a translator is that you are let into very specific, very specialised little worlds that you would otherwise not ever experience. You learn interesting and undeniably strange facts and figures. Sometimes it feels like the majority of my work is research. Research into a particular field or industry. It's interesting at it's best. Irritating at worst. I prefer to work in areas where excellent resources are available and in those areas I have worked most in, in the past. Such as the EU and law.
So I took three days off for christmas/christmas eve/boxing day and three more for new years eve/new years day/the day after. Christmas for me is Pomplamoose-Always in the Season. I did enjoy it though. Food, loved ones etc.
So. Julia Kent. Her "Cello music for the emotionally weary traveler" and her "solo record inspired by the disjunctions of travel" have been a major influence and inspiration for very obvious reasons. Not obvious enough. I'll spell it out. I am obsessed with Cello and desperately trying to learn to play although my cello is in Ireland and I am in Portugal. I'm hoping we'll be reunited in April this year. Zoe Keating, Rasputina(in which Zoe and Julia both previously played), Jorane, Yo Yo Ma, Apocalyptica and so on are among some of my all-time favourite artists. And travel. I have travelled a lot. Packed up my life and my soul and moved. Over and over again. Cello and Travel are two words which would be included in any biographical text on my life. If such a self-indulgent text was ever written. So Julia's work is, for me, extremely pertinent. It just resonates with me. So, for these reasons, I will, rather appropriately, fly to Marseille, France, to see Julia play in two weeks. I. Can't. Wait.
I worked over most of the holidays. Aerospace engineering text, 30000 words, Portuguese-English. I actually found it quite interesting in the end. The greatest (and possibly also the most infuriating) thing about working freelance as a translator is that you are let into very specific, very specialised little worlds that you would otherwise not ever experience. You learn interesting and undeniably strange facts and figures. Sometimes it feels like the majority of my work is research. Research into a particular field or industry. It's interesting at it's best. Irritating at worst. I prefer to work in areas where excellent resources are available and in those areas I have worked most in, in the past. Such as the EU and law.
So I took three days off for christmas/christmas eve/boxing day and three more for new years eve/new years day/the day after. Christmas for me is Pomplamoose-Always in the Season. I did enjoy it though. Food, loved ones etc.
So. Julia Kent. Her "Cello music for the emotionally weary traveler" and her "solo record inspired by the disjunctions of travel" have been a major influence and inspiration for very obvious reasons. Not obvious enough. I'll spell it out. I am obsessed with Cello and desperately trying to learn to play although my cello is in Ireland and I am in Portugal. I'm hoping we'll be reunited in April this year. Zoe Keating, Rasputina(in which Zoe and Julia both previously played), Jorane, Yo Yo Ma, Apocalyptica and so on are among some of my all-time favourite artists. And travel. I have travelled a lot. Packed up my life and my soul and moved. Over and over again. Cello and Travel are two words which would be included in any biographical text on my life. If such a self-indulgent text was ever written. So Julia's work is, for me, extremely pertinent. It just resonates with me. So, for these reasons, I will, rather appropriately, fly to Marseille, France, to see Julia play in two weeks. I. Can't. Wait.
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