nearly everyone who makes decisions in our office is away until Thursday, sorting out the take-over of a recently bust publishing company in New Zealand. Our CEO, CFO and Creative Director as well as the Production Manager are all out. Which leaves me; Art Manager.
Now, putting aside the ludicrousness of that job title [it has been my experience that nothing and noone truly artistic can be managed. Helped or hindered, yes, but managed? Er, no. Not so much.] it does at least roughly indicate the area in which I am paid to make decisions, i.e. about pictures.
Not about whether we focus on Boscoreale or Pompeii for a series of spreads in a new book on Treasure. That’s Editorial. Not about what species we should be featuring on a spread about leaves in a new book on Trees. That, too, is Editorial. Not about whether the kerning on the running heads in a book need narrowing. That’s Design. Not about whether we can actually construct a book with seven different types of paper engineering in each section without it costing us more to produce than we can sell it for. That’s Production. Not about which job code a freelancer’s time should be allocated to. That’s Finance. Not about what kind of milk to purchase for the office. That’s Obvious (Goat’s milk – and if you don’t like it, don’t drink it).
Pictures. Nice pictures, that’s supposed to be me.
It never ceases to amaze me how many people seem congenitally incapable of making a decision, even when its within their own special field and even when they know the answer. They just need someone else to make the decision and take the responsibility if it turns out to be wrong.
Of course, I’m being completely disingenuous here because, to be honest, I LOVE to be involved in everything. I’m curious about almost everything. So, bring it on, all you “Have you got 2 mins to just look at this with me?” decision-shirkers!