Mr Founder got WAY too snippy for his own good today. Ok, so you waited until the LAST POSSIBLE fucking minute to find someone to create art for your company... because apparently, you think art just springs forth from an artist's head, much like Athena from Zeus... and now that we've been in touch for a little over a week, you think I should have magically created something that you're in love with already- with only your entirely schizophrenic pointers (OLD MASTERS! CHIAROSCURO! oh look at this cartoon, it's fucking magnificent! Look at this website, they use photography!) to guide me? Reality check, tardface: Art is work, just like everything else. It does not magically happen instantaneously. I have yet to meet an artist that makes that happen... you know why? BECAUSE IT DOESN'T. He did apologize, but although I have given him the benefit of the doubt, I am not convinced he was sincere.
Slightly Condensed Version of Email Exchange:
Me: I've been working on some logo ideas in addition to everything else, here they are!
Him: Too much like the old playboy bunny logo. (Author's note- that's a coincidence, I don't even know what the old logo looks like) If you're still interested in working on this, and I'm not seeing that, work on the homepage.
Me: OK, no worries. They were just ideas.
Me again, after some stewing: Also, rest assured, if you're implying I'm not still interested, you're dead wrong. I am doing all I can to tackle the challenge. If my style doesn't suit you, I'm sure you'll find someone else whose style does.
Him: It's been a week. If you're still interested, then how come... you finish the sentence.
Me, now FRIGHTFULLY enraged to the point my TOES were tingling. (Yes, my toes- I thought they were going burst into flames): It has been FIVE DAYS of me brainstorming, gathering references for the drawings, sketching ideas, discarding ideas, creating new ideas and finalizing ideas, all based on your schizophrenic ideas of what you want. Art does not magically happen, it is work like everything else and takes time. ( I did not point out the obvious, which is that OH BY THE WAY I ALSO HAVE THINGS TO DO LIKE WORK TO PAY MY FUCKING RENT YOU FUCKING ASS HAT)
So he apologized, and I told him where I was on the piece and that I'd send him a picture of the drawing when it was done, so I could edit things based on his opinion before I painted it. I did, and I have not heard back. I can only assume that he is either sulking, or has decided to try and find himself a magician and so I'll never hear from him again. Either way, my fella thinks he's probably delusional, and I am tending to agree here. My fella is actually skeptical as to whether or not the guy is actually going through with creating the company, despite the guy's connections and previous work history. I'm beginning to think he's just an old crackhead with money to burn. One thing is for goddamn sure though: I will not tolerate passive aggressive implications about my work ethic or my intentions- if I weren't fucking interested, I wouldn't be wasting my time or his! And I can certainly make myself not interested and unavailable, if he'd like to keep making insinuations about my work ethic or my intentions. Wouldn't be hard at all :-P
I will assume, upon waking tomorrow, that if I haven't heard from him, I won't hear from him again. And I will be ok with that. That beautiful pie in the sky dream where I was able to afford my own painting studio was really nice while it lasted. And it reaffirmed what I want in life, so at least I've gotten something out of this. The drawing I did will stand beautifully on it's own, once I erase the icons, and it'll be something nice to add to my portfolio. And Mr. Crackhead can go jerk himself off on a desert island, or do whatever it is he schemes up next, and I won't be bothered one bit <3<3<3
Slightly Condensed Version of Email Exchange:
Me: I've been working on some logo ideas in addition to everything else, here they are!
Him: Too much like the old playboy bunny logo. (Author's note- that's a coincidence, I don't even know what the old logo looks like) If you're still interested in working on this, and I'm not seeing that, work on the homepage.
Me: OK, no worries. They were just ideas.
Me again, after some stewing: Also, rest assured, if you're implying I'm not still interested, you're dead wrong. I am doing all I can to tackle the challenge. If my style doesn't suit you, I'm sure you'll find someone else whose style does.
Him: It's been a week. If you're still interested, then how come... you finish the sentence.
Me, now FRIGHTFULLY enraged to the point my TOES were tingling. (Yes, my toes- I thought they were going burst into flames): It has been FIVE DAYS of me brainstorming, gathering references for the drawings, sketching ideas, discarding ideas, creating new ideas and finalizing ideas, all based on your schizophrenic ideas of what you want. Art does not magically happen, it is work like everything else and takes time. ( I did not point out the obvious, which is that OH BY THE WAY I ALSO HAVE THINGS TO DO LIKE WORK TO PAY MY FUCKING RENT YOU FUCKING ASS HAT)
So he apologized, and I told him where I was on the piece and that I'd send him a picture of the drawing when it was done, so I could edit things based on his opinion before I painted it. I did, and I have not heard back. I can only assume that he is either sulking, or has decided to try and find himself a magician and so I'll never hear from him again. Either way, my fella thinks he's probably delusional, and I am tending to agree here. My fella is actually skeptical as to whether or not the guy is actually going through with creating the company, despite the guy's connections and previous work history. I'm beginning to think he's just an old crackhead with money to burn. One thing is for goddamn sure though: I will not tolerate passive aggressive implications about my work ethic or my intentions- if I weren't fucking interested, I wouldn't be wasting my time or his! And I can certainly make myself not interested and unavailable, if he'd like to keep making insinuations about my work ethic or my intentions. Wouldn't be hard at all :-P
I will assume, upon waking tomorrow, that if I haven't heard from him, I won't hear from him again. And I will be ok with that. That beautiful pie in the sky dream where I was able to afford my own painting studio was really nice while it lasted. And it reaffirmed what I want in life, so at least I've gotten something out of this. The drawing I did will stand beautifully on it's own, once I erase the icons, and it'll be something nice to add to my portfolio. And Mr. Crackhead can go jerk himself off on a desert island, or do whatever it is he schemes up next, and I won't be bothered one bit <3<3<3
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