- I CAN ONLY FALL AS FAR AS YOU LET ME
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I am fascinated by fame and what comes with it. If someone gains fame and is in the public spotlight, there is potential for an abundance of wealth and opportunities. When this happens, the the public develops a sense of entitlement to the public figures’ time, privacy, and talents. While this isn’t a call to sympathy, we as the public place our “idols” (athletes, movie stars, politicians) on pedestals. It is when they begin to reflect who we are, with their flaws and imperfections, that those pedestals are made to disappear. Our idols are a reflection of who we are and what we value as a society, and when they are “canceled,” it’s because we can’t accept that to be true. The text in this piece, “OUR IDOLS HAVE BEEN MANUFACTURED TO BE DESTROYED WHEN THEY START TO REFLECT WHO WE ARE” summarizes the complexities of commodifying one’s image. The diluted ink and interconnected splatters represent how interconnected we are as well as the fact that we have the responsibility to hold ourselves and others accountable for the decisions we make. Additionally, the glossy black text allows us to confront the fact that we place all of our hopes and dreams on the shoulders of strangers, who we discard when they fail to live up to our standards.