I must admit that the concept of fame is appealling on certain levels. The idea that total strangers know about you, and may be fans of your work must be intoxicating and addictive.
I've considered producing webcomics on and off for awhile, and reflected on how promotion of my webcomic would lead to folk who dig what I do (as well as folk who hate it, but what can you do) following my progress. Part of what appeals to me about the act of creation is having some kind of impact on others; making someone laugh, smile, or simply scratch their head thoughtfully after being exposed to something I've written/drawn seems very cool.
At the same time, I don't consider myself someone actively looking for life-altering fame; I enjoy my small, happy life, and wouldn't appreciate the intrusion of interest in me if I happened to attain a level of popularity. That's the paradox of fame: people desire the glory and adulation, but resent the constant attention that comes with it.
I enjoy Big Brother every summer, but wonder what drives these individuals to expose themselves on national TV for the small chance of a cash prize; I suppose ego is a tremendously potent force, but do these contestants consider the downside to total strangers identifying with, adoring, or hating them? Or are they all acting, creating personas to mask their true selves?
I'm not looking for fame, but if it ever happened, I figure I'd continue to be the same dorky, low-key individual I've always been. Then again, who knows?
you are even better than"dorky" you know.
ReplyDeleteI say that.
and not only your comics are cool, you are too