Cookie the Barbarian
Here’s another recent piece I finished just for my own fun.
Scooter and the Baron
I had fun with this one because I had no idea what direction I was going in and I rarely get to do that these days. I just started drawing for myself.
Oh man, I really opened up a can of rotting worms last night on Facebook. I don’t remember how or when it happened, but somehow I became Facebook “friends” with this guy named Paul. He is not only struggling to make it as an artist, like we all do, but is also apparently having big struggles with acceptance and mental illness. Below is an account of our exchange. I want to share this because its so crazy, no pun intended.
Paul has often cried bitterly about his lack of success as an unfortunate wannabe artist. I understand how hard it can be. There’s a lot of rejection and sometimes bad clients try to add extra work, that was not originally agreed upon, or try to stiff you on pay entirely. Its not an easy path. Its hard to get noticed in a huge sea of artists. This is not a career for the weak, but there are many of us who still make it work.
That said, before I realized that he was a damaged person, I took some offense at a post he made last night. Especially considering that I, and many of my peers, work our asses off, love what we do despite the obstacles, and live for this stuff.
So now here starts the crazy… with my three word response that sent him on a blistering tirade, “That is ridiculous.”
After I made my comment, I moved on to watch an old episode of The Lone Ranger on DVD. While I was watching the episode, I thought that maybe when its over, I would check back in to Facebook and explain why I thought his statement was wrong… Whoah, dude! What a response! As you can probably see, I thought better and decided that making any more comments would be a waste of time. By the way, Paul… the link to my website is easily found in my Facebook profile.
Later, I made a benign post about my affinity for 1950s television westerns, so he continued his baiting in the comment section under that completely unrelated post.
Again, I thought ignoring him would be the best course or action. BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE! Paul followed up with a friendly private message. I made a mistake and forgot that you aren’t supposed to feed the trolls.
Yes, Paul. You got “defriended”.
Then there was this on his Facebook wall…
Okay, okay! I’ll admit that I do use a drug called caffeine on a regular basis. Regardless, I thought this was all over, but then I woke up to find more from Paul via private messages…
No, Paul. I can’t do anything for your future. Your unfortunate amateurish art and alcoholism seem to be holding you back. And no, Paul… I’m sorry, but I do not like your art.
Here’s more from today…
Oh, wait a minute… We were both fighting?
Ah ha… this is telling…
Poor poor, crazy Paul. He just can’t get a break.
And then things got even more telling and depressing…
Clearly Paul is an unhinged and depressed individual with no connection to reality. I hope he gets the acceptance he craves so badly and I hope he can find some help with his mental health issues… and from the look of things, he might need some better friends.
This is a sad tale and is still continuing over on his profile, but I’m stepping aside. Paul has been blocked. Good luck with your future.
Moral of the story: DO NOT FEED THE TROLLS!