frank - i wasn't bitching. i was sharing the story of a strange place in a galaxy far away. it had a lot to do with the conversation. i wanted to point out that 'turf' is a very complicated concept, especially if it involves survival. that's about all. if i can't share my history on this site, i ain't got much to say.
damn, i just wrote this beautiful ramble that explained everything in the universe, and the computer seems to have cut it off after one sentence. well, it's your loss. bummer. now to go conquer the world with 'a vengence'
frank, i was thinking dicaprio - he makes a great tard.
whatever i do now is gravy. i was talking about a particularly ugly part of my past. if i want a press, i'll set one up. but i don't want to - i burned out on printing my own stuff back in the 70's. and yeah, i'm working angles right now to do cool work - incuding posters for clubs. so, i'm not dead, pal. i'm just having to start over. finances are tight (so's everybody), so i get kinda snitty about being broke, but that'll change - it always does.
so, quit trying to kick-start me, frank. i've been doing this along long time, and i intend to do it until i drop. made up my mind to do that before you were probably born.
actually that's not what i'm saying. if i got pissy everytime someone copied my style, well, it's be kinda stupid, wouldn't it. i'm talking about a level of competition for a very small piece of pie. the competition was with me (because i set the standard) and everybody wanted to do cool posters, too. so, who do you compete with? with the guy in front, of course. it's the nature of the beast.
what i drove me out of seattle was simply an inability to compete with a what had become a ltage mob of designers, cartoonists, hipsters who went after any client i touched and tried to take it away. the seattle market was so spoiled by the competition for their 'wares' that they benefitted heavily, and i (as the guy who's look was the one to follow) became trompled by a ton of feverish copycats. and my complaint that many didn't use a lot of integrity is totally fair, many were shitty human beings out for a quick buck and instant fame and notoriety. and they succeeded quite nicely. all the guys like me in seattle had to leave. all the scumbags rose to the top and made a buttload. that's what made america great, ok?
doesn't mean i like it or want to live that way ever again. i have my limits and i'm damn tired of fighting for survival. that's all, frank.
i did, constantly. how do you think all those clubs starting doing posters in the first place? clubs in other cities wouldn't pay for printing or shipping and wanted them for free (like you do), so they all said 'no'. they all wanted kozik or coop anyway. they never heard of me.
in seattle, the clubs were all spoiled and the promoteres always got everything for free (again, because they knew they could get them free from KOZIK, why should they pay me?) and it was always a hassle getting affordable printing (thank god for brian at BLT. he single-handedly supported everybody it seems). so, the club wouldn't pay for the design, and only begrudgingly paid for printing. that's why most of my posters are two-color - that's what i could afford.
and the promoters had a line at the door of young hipsters wanting to do posters for their favorite bands. i seldom did posters for the big cool shows, because other guys would be so eager to do the poster they would do anything to do it - i even knew guys who paid the promoter to let them do the whole poster for free. or, they would contact a big time dude like kozik to do it (or somebody else). it was really nasty. and it's what i was stuck with. unfair competitors just made it worse.