I have a trunk full of comics I drew as a child. They are totally bizarre. A lot of these were done during class time when I should’ve been paying attention to the teacher. Often I crumpled these drawings up and rolled them across the floor for a fellow classmate to pick up. Other times, they got folded into paper airplanes and sailed across the room. Sometimes it would end up in the hands of the teacher and get canned. Fortunately, many of them survived. Here’s one from about age 10. It’s only a small sample. I’ve been thinking of scanning a bunch more in the future, so this is just a test.
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