COMIC THERAPY

One Comic At A Time

A new adventure in trying to feel okay

I always wanted to do a comic strip. It’s what I originally set out to do when I went into art, back in 1980. In the 42 ensuing years, I’ve done a number of other things, but no strip.

Meanwhile, as I was busy avoiding my deepest passions for four decades, the comic strip market was decimated. Whatever is left of series comics is primarily happening online, and mostly for free. So I started thinking that the time is finally right. I mean, how can I resist throwing my hat into that ring? With a grand prize of tens or possibly hundreds of dollars PER year, it’s just too irresistible.

Is this coloring as good, better, or worse?

This is very much the beginning of the exploration. I’m still working out the art, characters, and writing (aka everything). But today, such preliminary stages of…