Fozzie Bear
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Artistic suffocation: It's a phrase I use sometimes as living in Memphis there's no real/serious outlet for cartooning and puppetry.
Are those styles of art better accepted in other regions of the country than others? I know that Atlanta, GA, has their Center for Puppetry Arts (?) and there are puppetry festivals all around in different regions; also, there are comics conventions all around (and my friends and I are developing one for this fall).
Or, is it an excuse? Is that term I created an excuse since there IS the internet to produce for?
Do you suffer from it because your family may not be fully supportive, or is it something someone suffers from because they are psychologically afraid of success?
The last question refers to a guy who answered an advertisement to be in a blues band I was forming as drummer saying, "We can all get together and jam at my place, man! I have a soundproof room out back and everything!" Then, when I got the 9-piece ensemble together and sent out the phone list to everyone and directions to his place he backed out saying, "I didn't know how many folks there would be?" I said, "Dude, you thought it would only be drums and harmonica? Or are you afraid to succeed in something you're good at?" He hung up on me, no answer.
So, what do you think? Are we artistically suffocated by our region, our family, or ourselves?
Are those styles of art better accepted in other regions of the country than others? I know that Atlanta, GA, has their Center for Puppetry Arts (?) and there are puppetry festivals all around in different regions; also, there are comics conventions all around (and my friends and I are developing one for this fall).
Or, is it an excuse? Is that term I created an excuse since there IS the internet to produce for?
Do you suffer from it because your family may not be fully supportive, or is it something someone suffers from because they are psychologically afraid of success?
The last question refers to a guy who answered an advertisement to be in a blues band I was forming as drummer saying, "We can all get together and jam at my place, man! I have a soundproof room out back and everything!" Then, when I got the 9-piece ensemble together and sent out the phone list to everyone and directions to his place he backed out saying, "I didn't know how many folks there would be?" I said, "Dude, you thought it would only be drums and harmonica? Or are you afraid to succeed in something you're good at?" He hung up on me, no answer.
So, what do you think? Are we artistically suffocated by our region, our family, or ourselves?