For the first year with Rose City Comic Con I debuted a poster which has been a mainstay in my inventory, but every so often I’ll get an idea for a new one. At Rose City this past year I rolled out four new ones! Honestly, this one was one of my favorites.
Jay-Z got it right: ladies is pimps, too, so they really ought to go on and brush their shoulders off.
Rose City Comic Con was… AMAZING! (I’m almost recovered…) It was great to be around so many wonderful and supportive people! I’d love to thank everyone who stopped to talk to me — and especially the people who tracked me down when they found out I was at the show. All of you folks are lovely!
This is another of the “Like a Girl” pieces I premiered. There are a few that I didn’t get to because of time, and a few that I want to explore now that I have a little bit more in the way of time, so you have that to look forward to.
Anyway, the next time you’re rocking out with the air guitar (ahem… bass) go ahead and do it like a girl!
Rose City Comic Con is coming up this weekend, and I’ll have a table again for the third year in a row! That seems like kind of a big deal for me, so I’m debuting a new series of posters in which I encourage everyone to do things “like a girl”!
So go on and hit one out of the park!
Seems I’ve been talking to a lot of people about depression lately. I think a lot of the problem is that there’s some confusion between situational depression and clinical depression. I could blather on endlessly about my thoughts on the matter, but I once found the following piece of writing and I think it does a much better job of cutting to the heart of the matter. I’ve never been able to identify the original author, but whoever they might be I just want to say thank you.
“Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your life-long passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life. It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.”
I haven’t posted anything in two months? How did that happen! I took some time off, got busy, got distracted, and then got busy again. Still, hard to believe it’s been so long. I do apologize.
So, in hopes that you’ll forgive me, I offer you this. It’s the (colored) first page of the comic I’m working on with my buddy Owen. Remember when I wanted to do the whole book like this? What was I thinking?
If you’ve known me for longer than a week you know that I’m not known for making things easy on myself. To that end, this is a sneak peek into a project that I’m working on that may very well kill me.
I can’t wait until I have more to show you!
More doodling on the Cintiq; still trying to get the hang of it, but I think I’m dialing it in. Either way, I’m sure I’ll enjoy the process of experimentation.