I just saw that Whitney Matheson, @whitneymatheson , was laid off from her job at USA Today. Critics and bloggers go unsung in general, and in Whitney’s case that’s really a massive shame. For 15 years she has been one of the kindest, most fun, most omnipresent forces in curating all that’s good in pop culture. I’m honored to say she’s been a great supporter of my work (along with the work of thousands of creators whose company I’m flattered to keep) and I really want to thank her for all her efforts.
(Above is the back cover of Mother, Come Home, a book that Whitney has warmly endorsed for a decade. Without people like her, that book never would have done as well as it did or reached as many people as it did. I know and appreciate that every day.)
Thank you, Whitney, for everything you’ve done, from everyone working in the creative fields. We can’t wait to see what you do next. I know it will be amazing.
Fantastic. A couple of times in the last year, there were things that I came across or became involved in, and wanted to share with more people. The first person I always thought of was Whitney Matheson. I never sent her these things out of expectation. I knew that her Pop Candy blog ran a regular list of links to things that *she* thought were worth sharing. At the least, I hoped, they would make her smile; at the most, she might give it a line in one of her link lists.
Last fall, I saw and was touched by Steven Kraan's Twitter monster art project. Over the course of the project, Kraan drew thousands of unique monsters for people for free, and I saw the reactions on Twitter were similar to my own. People were awed, moved, and delighted by his creativity. Whitney didn't give the project a line in a list; she gave it an article of its own.
This spring, I joined a community choir. We sang pop songs, met new people, and made new friends every Monday night. It was a beautiful experience, and one whose power and fun I believed in. Once again, Whitney gave it its own post. People started sending emails to the organizers and posting on the group’s facebook wall, saying stuff like, Hey, I live in Durham, and I heard about this through Pop Candy! When is the next event?
I don’t know if I remember the first time I read Whitney’s column, but I’m sure it predated the excited and engaged community she fostered through her obsession with “LOST.” Pop Candy was written by one of us; someone who loves to share her enthusiasm for anything that makes her happy. I hope she finds a new and supportive outlet for her unbridled love of art, music, tv, movies, and everything else, very very soon.
I’ve been sad for the last two days. Now I know why. No Popcandy!