A sequential art story about my life.
I know Jack Squat about art, except for this: It can't be taught. It is from the inside out, and if it doesn't GET out, it can cause a person to become frozen, very fat, very old, dead. Do others understand? It doesn't matter. Those who love you will always love you no matter what, and who else counts? Let it pour, Art Man. You are loved. Keep talking.
I like the newish cartooniness of Daniel's face.
You've captured the inner anxieties we all try to pretend we don't experience. This is so raw and honest it just rules!If all this material doesn't end up a published book in a reasonable period of time, I will chain myself to the front desk at Doubleday and sing off-key until they relent and publish the stuff.Again, you really are one of these guys. Who knew?
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