"Iron And Lace"
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My heart tells me yes, yet my conscience tells me mother prostitute war crime.
That's my favourite to date. You seem to have sold your soul to the photography devil, doobs. I thought it had been bartered away years hence when the devil gave you rock and roll percussion powers for napalming all those kids in Nam.
You have (or have had) two souls, you freaky artist type.
I have been smitten, my friend. I have fallen hard for a fickle lover. It's all I think about.
However, the business side of it ... sux a big bag of donkey cunts. I'm not a business type of person. I've had all the right classes. I've had fine instructors. I have read countless books, and studied SEO for weeks at a time, but it drains me.
I am so sick of tweeting, facebooking and the rest of the social networking crap, plus it has taken up the majority of my time.
I'm glad you like my work, mate. I've always respected your artistic opinion. I suppose it has to do, partially, with the fact that you're Irish. But mostly, it's because your radar is pretty much spot on, when it comes to what is decent and what is crap.
You're dead wrong about Marvel, tho.
Peace, Paul
" Blue: Acid Washed"
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My hatred of Marvel stems from a corporate stance, and not so much a creative one, though, I suppose both hold sway in my view.
I'm one of those who thinks that Jack Kirby was Marvel and many things beyond, just that contracts conspired to cheat him from his due recompense. I'm morally opposed to creators not owning the rights to their own works, and Marvel was the exemplar when it comes to exploitation of work for hire.
That said, they're not the only ones, just the most blatant exponents of it. I kinda wanna throw up every time Stan the fucking man Lee affronts my face with a cameo. True story. Nuff Said.
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