So Nakatomi's Tim Doyle is having a book of his Unreal Estate prints published, which by itself is reason enough for me to hoot and holler, because: 1) a collection of such fantastic artwork is always a good thing, and 2) it's about time the world heaped the reward of actual book publication on the hardworking man.
But I'm especially feeling that twitch of the old hoot-and-holler muscles because I'll have a short essay of appreciation in the forthcoming book.
That's not at all odd, really, considering how there's this big fat interview with Doyle right here in Minerva's Wreck … and that, as a sort of corollary, there's also a big fat interview with sculptor Steve Brudniak in this blog and I have a similar short-essay-of-appreciation appearance in that worthy's excellent Science of Surrealism book.
Honored, me. An embarrassment of riches.
And the one, ah, Weird Trick that leads to such circumstances? Simple: Be friends with artists and publicly appreciate the work they do. Note: It helps if you know them and give a shit about them & their work before the rest of the world is also singing their praises.
(And of course "artists" also means: Writers, musicians, filmmakers, actors, dancers, chefs, basketweavers, and so on. Creative people, basically.)
An old girlfriend of mine had a paperback book written by one of her aunts: Small Mammals Are Where You Find Them. And that title? The same is true for those larger mammals that are artists. And how you find artists is often by finding their works first ~ and then stalking the creators until you discover where they are.
(Well, "stalking," yes, but in the most innocuous manner. And with such maneuvers abetted, for me for the past two decades, by the cover of professional journalism.)
Go to nearby art galleries. Check out originally created theatre. Catch screenings of locally produced indie films. Is there something you've encountered that really lights up your internal sky? Find out who's responsible for that thing's existence. And track those people down.
(These days ~ thank you, Google ~ it's easy. But I was doing this sort of thing before there was a general Internet, much less Facebook & the wizardly methods of contemporary search engines ~ it should be a relative breeze for you.)
Track those people down ~ and offer to buy the artist a beverage at their favorite coffeehouse or gin mill so you can tell them why you think their work is so damned good.
Hell, phrase it just that way: "I want to buy you a coffee somewhere so I can tell you why I think your work is so damned good."
Unless you're personally cursed with Perpetual Creep Vibe, what artist could resist such an offer? And if the two of you hit it off, if you're simpatico, well, there's another friendly relationship in this world of increasing alienation ~ so that's a win. And if you don't necessarily click on a social level, at least you'll be acquainted with someone whose work you enjoy and can continue to support. You know?
It's like: Win or win.
And why the hell would you want to waste your time losing?