This is one reason I haven’t been doing comics. There are several stories here, stories of art & love & effort & cleverness & odd characters & failure & seduction & betrayal & misery at a roadside attraction 200 miles from anywhere in all directions. Maybe I should do some of that autobiographical shit… right. That would be a whole nother project. I’m really working on this one, it’s just… operating in a different time reference frame.
This is what I did instead of comics last week. Bridesmaid wineglasses. It’s a thing. They are usually done more cartoony, with acrylic enamels (enamel just means it dries hard & glossy). I used 1-Shot sign-painting oil-based lettering enamels, the stuff I used to paint the fronts of funhouses, mirror mazes, & darkrides for over 30 years. I printed out their selfies, stuck them inside the glasses, & traced them. I’m used to painting girls ten feet tall, so their faces are like a foot & a half (18″). These faces are 2 inches high. It was challenging; I had to break out the frog-hair brushes. I do know how to work that stuff, but/& it was not easy. But by golly, they actually look like them. Reportedly, they all wept with joy upon seeing the finished product. What can I say? I have my moments, & no, I’m not looking to do any more of them. I won’t do your dog either.
OK, this is it; I’m actually doing it, a god-damned webcomic. Really. We’ll be getting underway any moment now. This is not it yet, this is only a test (had it been an actual emergency, you would have been instructed where to tune to: 640 or 1240 on your AM radio dial ((that’s a 50s joke))). This was going to be the first page of the epic graphic novel I have in mind, but I changed it, my mind that is, I have a much better idea. I know, the website is not even put together yet; I’m going to make it better as I go. Everything. It will all get better. Cue the inspirational, affirmative song & dance number… Naah, I don’t do that shit.
My work habits are atrocious, I draw slowly & indecisively, I’m mostly analog, but I’m taking off, working without a net, flinging myself heroically into the Void, to fight the Forces of Evil.
Stand by. Not too close, though.
Larry Welz, creator
