Yesterday’s review of the new FF #1 (featuring the always-wonderful art of Mike Allred) got me to thinking about the concept of varying mileage, especially as regards artists and their creative endeavors. When I was young, I recall turning up my teenaged nose at the work of Gil Kane, and not understanding why anyone would want to look at Gene Colan’s artwork. In the years since, I’ve embraced the true awesomeness of those two artists and dozens more that I used to not care for, from Don Heck to Joe Staton to Jack Kirby himself, to the point where I read the same issues I used to hate with a sense of awe and a tinge of shame. What you like is always going to be subjective, but it’s more than a little bit fascinating to realize that everyone’s favorite artist is someone else’s inexcusable, untalented hack.
The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) wants to stress that this is NOT a request for a list of artists you hate, there’s a whole internet for that sort of foolishness, asking: Are there creators or works of which your opinion has changed for the better, after repeated exposure?