hm. i had a good friend who died about 3 yrs ago now, rather (seemingly) abruptly. he was a very young painter/artist, and to think about his paintings being used in a similar way would bug the crap out of me. i have felt (similarly to nick) that in dealings with people he knew from art school and other places, that they were sort of speaking for him/of him when they didn't really know him that well, and it frustrated the crap out of me.
example: he actually used to do the radio show with me & a couple other friends for like 3 years. his parents asked the other guys from the show (his 2 closest friends) to go through his things/cds/stuff. a few weeks later, at a get-together with kids from his art school sifting through his pile of cds, which were largely metal and industrial, going "What's this sound like? I've never heard of it." when it was a cd i had seen/heard on a weekly basis for like 2-3 years. like to them, they were just cds piled up for the taking when to me they held lots of memories (including all the times i'd busted his chops like "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LIKE ANGIZIA. YOU ARE SUCH THE GAYXOR."- just guys being friends and making fun of each other stuff, etc.). i felt like slapping the crap out of them for unwittingly pilfering territory they shouldn't have.