Oh yes indeedy. Currently my fear is about my comic … well my purposed comic. I’ve been kicking the idea around for quite some time now, as followers of this blog will know. Those, well the three of you, also know that there is, so far no comic. There’s lot of talk. A lot of thinking. And some art. But NO COMIC. Well that’s mostly because I’m a scared little … em … monkey. I want to put it out there … but that’s risky. What if no one likes it? What if they get all uptight about my use of religious themes? What if they think I’m just another bastard trying to tell the world that it’s “Goin’ t’ Hee-allllllll! In a handbasket!” Ack!
I know. One of the precepts of art is that you have to be willing to do it … even if everyone tells you, “you’re wrong, and you need to stop”, “You’re stupid, this comic sucks.”, “I bet you voted for Bush’s second term too didn’t ya!”, or just “You suck.” That’s a who-o-o-o-o-o-o-le lot of flack to try and fly though. There’s no way in hell, or in heaven, that you’re getting though all the spit, venom and self-proclaimed experts without a scratch. That is the nature of art in public, ridicule and acclimation. ::sigh:: I think I could at least be somewhat interesting if I could just do it … but I’m paralysed. I can’t go forward, and I can’t run away, the idea won’t let me. So basically I’m stuck … between the rock and the proverbial hard place. ::groan:: Or maybe I’m just too tired while I write this drivel.
Meh. I going to bed. Take care all.
A Geekish View of Life 