This is my favourite part, every year!
There is a limit of 42 characters.
Describe the indefensibly chaotic way you have chosen to just about survive in this world, in 42 characters…
“Pain causes art which sometimes pays bills”
“Waiting tables while dreaming of big break”
“Watching all my illusions slowly crumble”
It’s a fun game! HMRC is helping me to lighten up and enjoy life. At the same time sharpening my mental agility and integrating my heart and mind.
And not only that, it’s a profoundly spiritual exercise.
Enforced brevity is making me think long and hard about what it is I’m doing with my time.
This year I am going to come up with something really blinding and succinct that I can also use to describe myself to people at parties.
I find myself fantasising about a recognisable job title that does not provoke further questioning.
Ah the misty-eyed myth of the artist – so lucky to be doing what they love all day every day and making millions from it
Oh the dreamlife of waking at midday, lounging in cafés, sauntering round art galleries soaking up inspiration, occasionally injecting heroin into one’s eyeballs
HMRC tolerates no such frivolity!
Self-employment is a serious business. A sobering term that suggests responsibility, stability and independence.
Self-assessment is the annual retreat of the self-employed. A time for inner reflection. What’s working? What’s bringing me down? What’s totally bankrupting me?
Of course if one were to get into a true assessment of self, the ultimate end point would be utter dissolution into complete space and openness.
Only it’s hard to convey that to the tax authorities. In 42 characters. But I’m game for a try.
Describe your business:
Birth, something something something Death
Gaily wasting time in blizzard of eternity
Living, loving, learning, longing, losing.
Abraham Cruzvillegas’s installation at the Tate Modern – as a self-employed person I could literally stand and stare at this all day.