Hello, everyone. I'm a computer knuckle-head but I love the internet and swear to try to master this Blog stuff and with Salgood Sam's good help, I'll get with the program. I welcome any feedback. Please feel free.
Here's a panel from the graphic novel i'm currently working on...
I was down in the basement of my house a few weeks ago fooling around with my old collection when I discovered that a mouse had started chewing on the tops of some of the boxes down there. That kind of put me on this 80s-90s regression where I'm bagging and boarding comics like a big old nerd, and remembering those pathetic, care-free years at my parent's house where I just spent my paychecks on comics and didn't have to worry about things like a mortgage and taxes and how my 401(k) is performing. And then Reagan died this weekend, bringing all those related memories back on top of everything else.
Of course, my old Jam issues were among the survivors I brought upstairs to the mouse-free portion of the house. I haven't touched them in a while, so I'm looking forward to rereading them all. It's cool that you're still doing new Jam stuff after all this time. Good luck!
Thanks, Anonymous. I appreciate the sentiment. Over the two decades that I've been making comics, I've always wondered what it was that kept me going. Forever out of step with the business world, I've yet to break through in any commercial sense and considering my aversion to sharp business practices and editorial interference, I am amazed that I've come even this far. I guess it's the encouragement I get from notes like yours that give me the juice to continue. That and the fact that I'm still not bored with the act of making stories, even after over 20 years. This seems like a kind of miracle to me. I feel lucky that there's something I like to do this much. I used to make airplane models and had a similar devotion to that when I was younger. I remember that my parents were concerned for me that I was spending all my time in my room instead of playing outside. I remember trying to explain how I was very happy to hang out in my room building WW I and II fighter plane models [Airfix rules!] and that they shouldn't be worried. It eventually came out that they were concerned that I was a glue-sniffer. I thought it was hilarious. No one seemed to believe that I just loved making the models that much! Nowadays I build stories. Same thing, only the stories don't get broken or blown up with firecrackers. I love the idea of leaving something behind after I die. Of entertaining people without even having to be there. I think Comic art is an exciting development in our culture and am pleased to participate in any way I can.
