I've found the perfect scenario to describe my feelings in this
Amaru fiasco:
I feel like an artist who turned in a painting, and then the office
staff of the museum painted all over it and then put it on display at a very popular & important art exhibit, and labeled it as my painting.
After discovering this and of course becoming outraged, they consoled me by assuring we can replace it with my original painting, but only after 90,000 viewers have passed through to veiw their version.
I turned in one of the best works of my 16-year career, only to have it remixed behind my back by 2 middle-aged women from the Amaru office. Cold. All respect to Afeni Shakur, she wasn't involved.
shock
Amaru fiasco:
I feel like an artist who turned in a painting, and then the office
staff of the museum painted all over it and then put it on display at a very popular & important art exhibit, and labeled it as my painting.
After discovering this and of course becoming outraged, they consoled me by assuring we can replace it with my original painting, but only after 90,000 viewers have passed through to veiw their version.
I turned in one of the best works of my 16-year career, only to have it remixed behind my back by 2 middle-aged women from the Amaru office. Cold. All respect to Afeni Shakur, she wasn't involved.
shock
