inkdick: april 06 2009 fluke hangover
At Fluke I got mentally and artistically drunk on comics, being around comic creators, and the whole awesomeness that comes with going to a comic con or festival. Basically I got a comic convention high and then had to go through withdraw. It’s always hard to go from the excitement of conventions back to the boring routine of everyday life, especially when your everyday life involves a job that you hate (but I can’t complain too much, since I’m damn lucky to even HAVE a job in this economy).
I know this is the want of every comic artist in the world and I’m not special or unique for wanting it, but dammit, I want to make a living doing my art! I know all my fellow young cartoonists out there feel the same, especially the ones who like me have a day job that doesn’t utilize any of their artistic or creative talents.
I spent four plus years at art school to sell peanuts. I have to find a way to fucking change that, man…
April 20th, 2009 at 3:52 am
I completely understand! I’m in the same boat as you are. (Even though I’m selling polar fleece to tourists and you’re selling peanuts.) All I can say is, stick with it - you’re work is not only great, but relevant to a LOT of people out there. Like CS Lewis says: “We read to know that we are not alone.”
April 20th, 2009 at 5:08 pm
Hey, all these crappy life experiences are just grist for the mill. Just look at every customer as a new character that one day will end up in your work. And if nothing else, doing a crap job is a great motivator do comics…
And panel three is great: Angst in an Apron!