Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Some bad work. I've fallen short many times.

Rarely does an artist point out their stinkers, for lots of mostly good reasons, but I decided to do just that anyway. Maybe this post will make up just a little bit for my self-promotional postings, especially on Twitter! I also have enough self-loathing that I really need to do this to feel honest about myself and my work. I do try to be honest with you, dear blog visitor. 

There are many of my images that fall short of perfection, but what I did was a simple image search using my name and I chose from what came up. Along with each image, I'll add a short critique. 

After I got a contract from a greeting card company, I needed to make some new things for them to possibly use. Here's one of those. I called it "Come over for a drink?" "Cute" would be a good word for it, and I really dislike that word and most of what it means.

I cannot stand this one. One thing is the lighting is bad, and another is the "story" is weak. I meant it to be a bit naughty, maybe, but it's embarrassingly boring. This has no credit on it, and I thought about putting one on before posting it, but I don't really care. 

Every so often I experiment with little people like this, even though there are many out there much better at it than I. My original idea here was the myth that Inuit's used to put their old and dying out on the ice when the person couldn't contribute anymore. How is the viewer supposed to know that is my thought process? It doesn't really come through. Bad.

What the heck is supposed to be going on here? I guess they're wondering where the guy on the left was when the candles were doing their thing on the cake.  There was a time when I felt some pressure to post a couple of times a week on this blog, and I mistakenly put out stuff like this. 

Here's one when I was trying to be philosophical, which is rarely a good idea. I guess I'm also trying to pull on heart strings but it hasn't aged well for me at all. 

So there you have it. I challenged myself to point out some of my weak work and I've done it. Who knows? Maybe this post will help other people who have the same problems.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Artists just want a little love, that's all.

A week or so ago, George Takei posted my "Ice Cube Dreams" image on his social network pages. My last count of likes of it on his Facebook page was over 37,000 likes and 7000 shares. Usually, my images have my name on them, but sometimes people crop it off (really!), and a few other times sites like The London Telegraph ask for no credits be included (a mistake I will not repeat). This was one of those credit-less images. So George gets to be patted on the back for making people's afternoon, his brand is shared and awareness of his existence is raised, and I get to remain anonymous (not a new feeling, but it still sucks).

     I LOVE FOR MY WORK TO BE SHARED! When people share my work and spread my name out there, I get hired to make images and to make books! I owe my career to the internet!  All I ask for is a reverse image search, like, if there are no credits to do the right thing and give credit where credit is due. Just a little love is what I'm asking for.

If Uncle Joe in Boise shares my work without credit do I stamp my feet? Not really. He's probably not using the internet to sell his brand and make money. If he did go out of his way to credit me, there is a special place in internet heaven for him, but I save my righteous indignation for the heavy hitters making dollar bills.

     Some people (otherwise known as giant morons  blithering idiots) think I should be just happy to have my work shared on the web, but I actually make a living with this stuff. Do I think George is a bad guy? No, just careless and lazy (OH MY!)

And here's the image I'm talking about. 

It was included in a very popular London Telegraph story that helped spread the word about me, but thousands of credit-less copies have been floating around ever since. Luckily for me, most large sites do the right thing and link to me or give me a mention. 

End Of Rant.