So, as I mentioned on Day One, I was rather disappointed when my college's paper came out and the comic strip that I had worked hardest on had been shrunk down to the point of being almost incomprehensible. I don't think a single person I knew saw this strip on the comics page, which was unfortunate because it was rather clever.
The arts building at John Abbott College was the Penfield building. The washrooms in the Penfield building were purple and dimly lit - trés artsy. They also had scoop-shaped sinks that, if you turned the water on too fast, shot water at your pants and left you walking around looking like you'd peed yourself. That last point has nothing to do with the following cartoon, but is still pretty funny. I wonder if they've replaced those sinks by now. As before, in a master-stroke of irony, click on the cartoon below to enlarge it:
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After high school I earned a diploma in Creative Arts from John Abbott College in Montreal. I have always drawn comic strips and comic books, and early in my second year I finally got up the nerve to submit two comic strips to the school paper.
My strips were head-and-shoulders above the other comics the paper received (I'm not exaggerating... yeesh!) and both were published in the next edition, and the editor hounded me to submit more. Unfortunately, one of the strips was graphic intensive and wordy, both being intrinsic to the joke, and the editor shrunk that strip down to the point that it was hard to make anything out. This annoyed me. It also gave me an excuse to not submit any more. You see, these were the "good ol' days" when comics had to be submitted in black ink on white paper. Inking the final draft of the strips was SO STRESSFUL that I didn't enjoy the process at all! I longed for my Glory Years of drawing Captain Austria in mechanical pencil with my trusty eraser at my side. No worrying about the final quality. The only audience - my pals in junior-high. But all this inking with no room for error stuff was killing me! I had more ideas for strips - hell, I had already pencilled out some pretty good ones! - but I just couldn't bring myself to endure the torture of inking up the final versions. And so I kept telling the editor that I was offended and wouldn't submit any more strips and he eventually gave up pursuing me. Yes, I was/am a bit of an artsy basket-case... Thus ended my fledgling publishing career in the comics. Over the years I tossed around the idea of submitting material to the local indy papers, and even worked for a while at developing a concept to submit to professional syndicates, but never saw any of those projects through. So, dear reader, I give you the first of those two legendary comics. Tomorrow I'll upload the controversial 'shrinkage' strip. Ironically, you can click on the comic below to make it bigger... Enjoy! |
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