is there a time to throw everything away?
Just before Christmas, I was approached by someone I used to know, a long time ago, on the comics scene. He was interested in including my comics in an exhibition, upcoming, but still embargoed; not allowed to talk about it with anyone. Made some sense; exhibitions like this tend to at some point hit a moment when they remember these diverse and interesting scenes, and wonder why the usual suspects who have contributed their work are all so, well self-similar. But it also made very little sense; why go looking for the lost from the scene when you have the survivors easily to hard? We ping-ponged emails and eventually it came to nothing. So it goes. Feelings are complicated when it comes to brushes with fame, even tiny, corner-of-the-room fame. On one hand its nice to be seen, on the other hand it's horrible to be criticised or dismissed, and putting your stuff up on a wall is an invitation to both. At the far end of a show waits the spectre of being ignored again, even if for a bi...