Despite what you’ve heard, or what you’ve seen, or have been subjected to when I’m tired of explaining how an attack of opportunity works even after we’ve been playing the same game for ages now… I’m kind of a softy.
Yes, I have pretended to be asleep when my nieces wanted to go to the park. I have, on occasion, rolled my eyes so hard at someone that there was a danger of dislocating one. And sure, I mentally queue up Sarah McLachlan’s song from the SPCA commercial whenever I’m forced to listen to someone complain about #FirstWorldProblems. Oh, and I often say that I hate people. All of them. And mean it.
But, seriously… I have a compassionate streak. Somewhere.
It usually comes out when I can identify with a situation, a person, or simply when I get so sick of myself hating everything that I need to shake myself out of a potentially dangerous downward spiral of loathing, self-reflection, and general disappointment with the nature of the world.
And it also comes out when my nieces want to go to the park. I can’t fake-sleep forever. As it turns out, the park’s pretty cool.
Some folks may already be aware of Operation Jared Tech. But something tells me your radar is filled with pings from Monte Cook’s Numenera or Reaper Miniature’s Bones. And why not? Those are seriously awesome projects looming ahead. (By the time you read this, Reaper will likely have scored $3M.) But more and more, I realize that I want to put my own (exceedingly limited) budget towards more personally meaningful projects.
One could argue that every time I pay for something with Jared’s art in it, I am paying for his art. But I would argue that I get far more out of his art than what I’m paying for. Plus he puts his work out there (on Google+ for instance) just to show it. I don’t pay for those images. And I want to. His work moves me. It touches on the themes that attract me to a work of art: be it music, visual art, or writing. But he weaves enough humor into it at times that it reminds me to smile, to “lighten the fuck up,” and pulls me out of my depressive nose-dive moods.
The IndieGoGo campaign has already hit its target. It happened on the first day, I think. But so what? I touted the Ogre Kickstarter even after it cracked a half million dollars. And, even if there was no “reward” associated with the campaign, I’d be on board, because I’ve already enjoyed the art. To me, this is one of those exceedingly rare opportunities to pay for something after you benefit from it. It’s not an opportunity I want to miss.