Sunday, September 07, 2008

Waterlogged Memories












Some friends might remember the flood I had a few months ago, which I have yet to write about either here or on The Collection. A more detailed post about it is due. In brief, the cause was my hot water heater bursting open in the basement. All in all, what could have been a total disaster seemed to turn out relatively well, with only a couple of hundred dollars worth of damage to some not so rare or coveted books and magazines (and a small handful of comics). I got off relatively scott free it seemed.

Recently, I went to look though a large zipped vinyl student art portfolio that had been in the corner where much of the worst damage was done. To my horror and utter shock I discovered that ALL the art in the portfolio had pretty much become fused together, a pile of art around two dozen thick. Sitting for months, soaked through with water, the pages had been reduced to brown mildewy sops with torn stains making up for what was once art, with only slivers along sides remaining of untouched artwork. Thankfully, much of the original art in that portfolio existed in some sort of form, whether it be a stat or newspaper printing, slide or digital scan. Still, a good 5-10 pieces are gone to the winds of time forever. I'll write some more about it on my Collection website, along with photos of some of the beyond repair damaged artwork. It's not a pretty sight and I recommend the faint of heart to look away.

Some of the art that was lost were some of the first art showcaed on this blog back in 2005. Pieces like The Paradox Of Time and No-Meenin' Funnies. A few paintings done for Personality Comics and a science-fiction anthology were lost, along with three pages of an issue of Plasma Baby which I inked over Mitch Waxman's pencils. And then a whole bunch of student pieces, both large and small.

So here, as a last goodbye to this art, are just some of the pieces that were destroyed none of which have made it onto this blog before.




From the top:

The Return Of Captain Democracy-1987
Behind The Wall Of Sleep-1988
Marcos-1988
Salvation-1988
Spacer-1988
Carl-1989/90
Skull-1989/90
Giantess-1989/90
Bobbi-1990

7 comments:

Everybody's gotta be in a Gang said...

Sorry again- it's hard to lose what you create. At least you have these images, and you can make prints of them if you really want to.

There's some old adage- probably attributed to Taoism which says that you must destroy in order to create.

Maybe you can focus on the new.

Everybody's gotta be in a Gang said...

"If a man lives in the past, he can rob the present. If he forgets the past, he can rob the future"

-Master Po from "Kung Fu"

The Keeper's Notes said...

Nice quote, thanks for the words.

I'll only be going back to the past and that portfolio one time...I'm almost done with a recreation of The Paradox of Time, this time done in my sketchbook. I'll post it shortly.

jason quinones said...

i barely saved anything i drew from college save for some old strips and some life drawing sketch pads.

my biggest fear is losing the stuff i've done NOW!!!

i actually care about the crap i'm doing now.

The Keeper's Notes said...

I'd definitely have been more upset if I were to have lost a bunch of more recent art, surely. But I have saved almost every scrap of paper I've ever done, actually...including one of those black and white marble looking school notebooks from 1st grade, that has like one page of work and the rest drawings of Spider-Man, Superman and an Iron Man. But here and there over the last couple of years I've gone back to some sketches from the past ten years or so and started throwing away the ones I wasn't happy with. It felt good, surprisingly.

Greg said...

Nice stuff, Justin...

I've already done the commiseration thing with you, so...

Did you take a trip to the Frazetta museum recently?
If you plan to go sometime soon... could I somehow tag along?

G

The Keeper's Notes said...

Thanks, Greg. Yeh, we went to the Frazetta museum this past Saturday (the 13th). It was awesome..amazing to see those paintings up close. We also got the chance to chat for a bit with Elle, Frank's wife. She was sitting out on the porch of their home, which is about 75 feet from the museum! Frank was inside, I believe. He's currently working on a new Death Dealer painting - left handed! Amazing. We'll probably go back next year and you're more than welcome to come along.