Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Dear Illustration Boss (1 of 2)

today, you offended me.

i can draw and you can't. there are many people who can draw, but you chose me. for the sake of my ego, i want to believe you chose me because you found my talent to surpass the others.

but whether or not my talent has anything to do with this partnership is a whole other story.


i tell you time after time that i am struggling to pay bills-- that my cell phone will stop working any moment because i can't afford it anymore. i tell you that if it weren't for my roommates working at restaurants and cafes, i would have already starved to death. this is my problem and not yours-- i really mean that-- and i understand it's my responsibility to fix my situation.

but then i find that you've tweeted, "help starving artists stay creative" and a link as if my starving is some sort of marketing gimmick.

i'll tell you again: i really am starving. i'm actually starving. the other day, i took a dump four times and each time the only thing that came out was stomach acid. do you know what that's like?

this is a partnership. what that means to me is that you need to be spending the same amount of time marketing as i do drawing.

and i'll repeat that "marketing" does not mean exploiting the fact i can't afford to eat.

furthermore, in this partnership, you need to understand that we both have our own set of skills. mine, as you know, is drawing.

so, when i tell you that there is no physical way of including so many details in such a small cartoon, you need to trust me. i am not lying to you to get out of drawing-- i'm being realistic to save the drawing from failure. it's called spatial reasoning and generally artists are better at it than salesmen.

this is why you hired me.

i am all for criticism and the bettering of a drawing, but i am by no means your sketch-monkey.

is the phrase "starving artist" cute to you? i suppose there aren't a whole lot of starving salesmen out there.

maybe i'm just being emotional-- you know artists and our out-of-control emotions. we're a wild bunch. but i'm offended that you have so much time to pester me about drawings, yet no time to actually market them once they've been drawn. what is it you do in this partnership? ship the drawings? this may surprise you, but i've been practicing and i found out that shipping things is not nearly as hard as it sounds-- i've actually gotten pretty good at it.

in some part of your mind you must be aware i can steal the company right away from you given my skill-set is the fucking product. but i respect you as a human and i was hoping you might do the same.

this means not using my down-n-out situation as an advertisement. it also means understanding that certain days i will be busy doing things like looking for a job that pays.

for now, you can expect that all drawings will be completed in exactly four days. they will not be done earlier than required as they are not high on my priority list.

it's actually rather simple.

if this bothers you, i would suggest paying me an amount that reflects the percentage of work i'm doing. if that means your end of the profit is cut i would recommend marketing in a more creative way than tweeting. or maybe-- and bear with me on this one-- update the official website so visitors can see more than four samples. i've drawn twenty-five.

i'm very disappointed to see how easily you toss around the pitiful starving artist card.

seriously,
president wishnack

p.s. i'm sorry if this came out a bit crass. it's just i get moody when i'm starving.

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