I’ve screwed up with getting access to the scanner again. New ones are ready except for the means to get them onto a device, but that will have to wait until next week now. Here’s another from the archive to tide you over until then.
Here we pick up the main narrative thread again. Last time, our protagonist had discovered that the human counsellor he was waiting to see has been replaced by a digital…something. He doesn’t quite know how it’s all going to work, but his mood has improved. And he seems to have left his trousers behind somewhere.
This one is a little out of narrative sequence. Just pretend that your past self read it a month or so ago and it will all make sense.
There will be new stuff next week (I promise) but in the meantime, here’s another old one, this time from the very early days when I was a lot more playful and carefree and did a lot of experiments with form and design. I felt very clever about this one, very innovative. I eventually realised though that anything I dared to try, George Herriman and Winsor McKay had already done – much better – a hundred years ago. But I still enjoy seeing this one (if I do say so myself).
Another old one while we wait for normal service to resume.
I like this one because it tells us, in a nice, concise way, who these people are and how their relationship works.
As I mentioned last time, I will be dragging a few old ones out of their dusty corners over the next couple of weeks. Today’s strip is an old, old one from sometime in the first decade of this century. It was originally published in Eggmen Book 1 (which is available in the gift shop).
Normal service will resume the week after next.
Eggmen Comics 