The first one brings back unpleasant memories. Years ago, I started a children’s series about a character called “Inquisitive Fred” and his friend, the Man in the Pink Fedora, who sent him on adventures to interesting people like senators who weren’t voting the right way and places like meth labs that weren’t paying him his cut. Fred would get inquisitive and, well, things would happen. Entertaining and educational!
But then I ran into some imperialist, capitalist nonsense about trademark infringement and damaging brands, so I hastily closed the series with Inquisitive Fred Crosses the Rainbow Bridge (which I wasn’t allowed to publish) and tried to reboot and rebrand with Inquisitive Fred Visits the Taxidermist and Inquisitive Fred Meets an Animatronics Engineer, but the damage was done.
The first one brings back unpleasant memories. Years ago, I started a children’s series about a character called “Inquisitive Fred” and his friend, the Man in the Pink Fedora, who sent him on adventures to interesting people like senators who weren’t voting the right way and places like meth labs that weren’t paying him his cut. Fred would get inquisitive and, well, things would happen. Entertaining and educational!
But then I ran into some imperialist, capitalist nonsense about trademark infringement and damaging brands, so I hastily closed the series with Inquisitive Fred Crosses the Rainbow Bridge (which I wasn’t allowed to publish) and tried to reboot and rebrand with Inquisitive Fred Visits the Taxidermist and Inquisitive Fred Meets an Animatronics Engineer, but the damage was done.
And that, friends, is why Art is dead.