Last year, I took a look at Twitter to see if it might work as a marketing tool for my art. And after playing with it for a while, came to the conclusion that it wasn’t right for me. Then a few months ago, I decided to give Twitter another try. I have been using it almost daily since, and have revised my opinion of it somewhat. Here’s some of my thoughts, in no particular order:
- I find that I mainly Twitter with people I already know, either personally, or through their blogs. It’s a nice way to be more conversational with these folks (vs just leaving comments on blog posts).
- I have met a few people on Twitter, and even started working on a couple projects together. So it has served well as a way to connect to my peers.
- I “bumped into” a woman who bought her ketubah from me, and discovered that she has also started her own small business. That was a fun surprise, and something that wouldn’t have happened without Twitter
- I have two Twitter accounts, @danielsroka for my photography and @modernketubah for my ketubah business. I have discovered that I use them very differently. The crowds that I hang out with are different for both. With @danielsroka, I mainly hang out with other artists. We swap stories, give advice, offer encouragement, vent about frustrations. Since art is a solitary business, it’s nice to have a peer group. But with @modernketubah, I find that I am mainly hanging out with other wedding businesses. We seem to chat less about our personal feelings, and use Twitter more as a way to make business connections: an online version of the old business card swap.
- Very often, Twitter bores the heck out of me. I can go days without using it and not even notice. There is just too much noise, and not enough signal. I really need a tool that lets me filter out certain kinds of information (much like Facebook now lets you do).
- Then again, some days I am on Twitter constantly. Some days I just need to talk, and it gives me an outlet. Not that anyone is always listening.
- Twitter often reminds me of CB radios. Anyone out there remember that craze? I was a teen, and had a CB in my room. I’d flip through the channels listening in on conversations, and sometimes, would just call out to see if anyone was there and wanted to talk. It was interesting, for a while.