We’re all on hold with the IRS here.
These last few months, I’ve been struggling to draw; every idea seems dumb and my hand has stalwartly refused to move good. Austin Kleon said once that problems of output are usually problems of input, so in a rare storm of good sense, I decided to read more comics.
Lynda Barry’s “Making Comics” came out this year, and it’s been sitting on my shelf. I read it cover-to-cover in a few days, and marked every exercise and prompt with a sticky flag. I’ve been keeping a version of Barry’s “compbook diary” and trying to complete a few other exercises each week. It’s been incredibly refreshing—since I started I’ve actually wanted to draw again!
Here are some drawings and diary images from this month that have made me feel like maybe I can still make comics:
Hey thanks, past me.
My latest comic is all about what we can learn from the 1918 Flu pandemic, aka the “Spanish Flu.” Written by Sarah Mirk and Eleri Harris, it goes through the challenges presented by the last once-in-a-lifetime pandemic and how we emerged on the other side. Read the whole thing here on the Nib!
This weekend I re-learned, for perhaps the millionth time, that you can’t wear a crop top on a prairie.
Tryna understand how a deer works
Post water scarcity teen #1 from my next mini-series, Salt. How will our children live after we run out of fresh water?
I did SIDEPLANK this week, SIDEPLANKERS I am ONE OF YOU NOW, grabby-leg sideplankers I can’t wait to MEET YOU