August 5th, 2008

Adam 01

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236: Gustatory, Being of taste.

It feels odd to do this. It’s been awhile since I was actually comfortable doing it, to be honest. I haven’t kept Drastic updated like I should because, I just wasn’t able to. When this dry spell started last year, I couldn’t even make a mark on page, let alone bring something to completion. Staring at a blank page felt like I was staring into some sort of abyss. Trying to make a sketch, let alone a comic, filled me with utter dread. I was starting to find the very idea of trying to be creative incredibly claustrophobic. So I just stopped.

Sure, I put up some comics in the mean time, and while I do really like that Richard Dawkins one, my heart just wasn’t in them. I just wanted to do something, anything. And even still, I couldn’t keep that up. Whatever manic energy kept me going in Halifax to do three strips a week dried up long ago.

But I honestly feel real joy coming back into my life, as pretentious, and new age as that sounds, its true. It all seems much less desperate now. So yeah, lucky you getting more comics about feces.

Ladies (and some guys, I guess), what is up with those fringes?? Answers on a postcard please.
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