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Why Do I Work Here Again?

Though I often get a warm glow from telling people that I work at the Community Arts Center, I don’t always get that warm glow when I’m actually at work. Of course, no one’s job is warm fuzzies all the time (except maybe a guinea pig farmer), and I don’t really expect it to be. But after days of slogging through emails, press releases, newspaper articles, meetings, and phone calls, I often come out the other side uncertain what it all adds up to. While I can recite the Arts Center’s mission statement in my sleep and wholeheartedly believe that what we do is a worthy and good cause, most of the time I’m too bogged down in the spacing of text in a newsletter, finding just the right word for a press release, or converting a file from one …

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Mission: OUTREACH

Today I was put on a field assignment with my fellow agent (alias: Programming Director) Brandon at McDowell Place, an assisted living facility here in Danville. My mission, should I choose to accept it, was to get some action-packed and dynamic photos of one of our outreach programs at work. Let’s just pretend the gun in my hand is actually a camera. This particular operation involved the McDowell Place residents, who serve as ‘grandbuddies’ to local kindergartners by helping them with simple arts activities. If there is any dossier in my office that should be stamped with a big red TOP SECRET, Operation Arts Cart would be it. Though this program is what we proudly write about in every single grant application we fill out, it isn’t something the public, or anyone other than Brandon, really knows much about. Our …

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Size DOES Matter!

As a person who has been labeled with any number of monikers relating to her height (or lack thereof), you might assume I’m a little more size-centric than most. True, if found in proximity with a taller-than average person I usually end up asking in amazement how tall he/she is. However, for the most part, I don’t really notice my diminutive stature until I’m getting out a chair to pull a ceiling fan switch, or climbing on countertops like a Rhesus monkey to get a stack of plates. This is me on a fairly regular basis. Though I accept and embrace my smallness as part of who I am, I have a harder time accepting the smallness of the Arts Center, a fact I became acutely aware of when I explored advertising options at the local movie theatre and grocery …

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Help me, Dear Readers, You’re My Only Hope!

This week’s blog is meant to take you, dear readers, over to the dark side of nonprofit marketing. That’s right—there is a dark side, despite the sunny Facebook posts, tweets, and newspaper articles, the brightly colored posters around town, and the high-energy e-newsletters. That dark side is ruled by the once-noble-but-currently-serving-the-forces-of-evil-more-machine-than-man villains of the nonprofit marketing world: fundraisers. This is a fundraiser when you’re looking. Yes, this is actually a fundraiser. This is a fundraiser when you’re not looking. When you hear the word fundraiser, what do you think of? A silent auction, perhaps. A classy gala in some upscale hotel. Those ceaseless NPR phonathons, ridiculous celebrity dinners, or perhaps a few rounds of poker. They seem glamorous, fun, or at least worthy causes, and most of them are, but under this impressive outer shell lurks a potential enemy, one …