Comics Daze

I had planned on going to London today, but then I didn’t, so now I’m reading comics instead. And for music… only albums from 1977-78. Just because.

But before I start reading, I just wanted to mention this book I’ve been slowly working my way through over the past few weeks: Marvel February 1964. And I remember thinking a few years back “it sure would be cool if Marvel just released a series of books reprinting all their comics in chronological order”. Well, this isn’t that…

… but this book reprints all of the comics Marvel published in February 1964, which is pretty cool. And it’s the fourth book in the series, but I missed the 1961-1963 books (which also do one month each).

Now, somebody should make a book to reprint all comics published in the US in a particular month, right? So we could experience what it’d be like at a newsstand in the US in, say, August 1963 or something… The book would probably be thick as a longbox, though.

Here we get some of Marvel’s fantastic creations like The Human Top.

Four out of the 17 comics here are Patsy Walker related.

Yes, 17 comics, and they all bear the credit “Written by Stan Lee”, which seems in-credible. But while it’s popular to contest that when it comes to, say, Fantastic Four, I haven’t really seen many people fight to get Stan Goldberg given greater credit on these comics. Such ironic.

Still, even if Lee didn’t actually write any of these comics, he presumably scripted them all, which means that he had less than two days to script each book, which is a pretty good clip. I mean, while doing everything else at the same time…

And I have to say that I enjoyed reading this volume — there’s a lot of fun stuff.

And also experience the mix of comics at Marvel — it’s all super-heroes, romance or westerns at this point. So I think I’ll go and buy the previous volumes.

Anyway! It’s readerin’ time!

Talking Heads: 77 (Sire)

13:42: Ruins by Peter Kuper (Selfmadehero)

Oh, this book is almost a decade old? This is a new edition, which is why it showed up in Previews, I guess. But how odd — I mean, I’m a huge Kuper fan, but I was totally unaware that this book existed. And it’s such a hefty book, too — I think it has to be Kuper’s largest work? And the book won an Eisner award? I must have been asleep in 2015 or something.

Heh.

Anyway, this book seems very thoroughly worked through — we follow a monarch butterfly on its journey from Canada to Mexico, observing things along the way…

… while the main story here is about these two people who are spending a year in Oaxaca.

She’s writing a book, and we get excerpts from that book, and then there’s a demonstration, and corrupt Mexican politicians, and then there’s a stray dog that the guy fights with and eventually becomes friends with, and then there’s a recurring scorpion, and then there’s the plot bit where she wants to get pregnant, and he doesn’t want a child, and there’s an artist she’s getting involved with, and then there’s a photo journalist friend…

Devo: Satisfaction (I Can’t Get Me No)

I’m just saying that this feels like a book that Kuper has worked a lot at. It’s not that it feels overstuffed particularly, but Kuper had a lot he wanted to fit in here — sort of making his Grand Opus or something? It has that feeling.

But it’s good! It’s good stuff. Lovely artwork; solid storytelling. It builds on his charming travel comics — they are very freewheeling, and he’s taken bits of pieces from that and jigsawed it into a major work.

I wonder what the critical reaction was:

This is a story that shows a lot of respect and affection toward Oaxaca (verging on but never crossing the line into exoticization), but it’s an ex-pat story nonetheless. That respect is made manifest in Kuper’s astonishing facility with his watercolors and colored pencils.

Really?:

The butterfly is more sympathetic than either of the self-absorbed pair, whose early adventures – fleeing local dogs and mooching around the colourful streets – feel like the hackneyed stuff of an expat romcom.

Insufferable?:

Choosing to tell the story of Oaxaca and the 2006 teachers’ strike massacre through the POV of two insufferable white New Yorkers puts Kuper at an incredible disadvantage, and he digs himself deeper by failing to effectively develop any characters except for George, one half of his ex-pat couple.

Well, that’s just not true:

Ruins isn’t the kind of book you can take in over the course of an afternoon. Even its wordless sequences are packed with moment, inviting the reader to stay and linger a while (even if you’d rather look away). But it’s also anything but obtuse, illuminating the realities of a disintegrating relationship in ways that will be familiar to almost anyone. Much like Oaxaca itself, Ruins is a work that’s worth getting lost in.

Peter Gabriel: Peter Gabriel 1

14:47: Nuie by Nuie (2d cloud)

This is a lovely little book.

It feels like it’s narrative in a way, even though I don’t really know what’s happening. Very cool.

14:54: Of Thunder & Lightning by Kimberley Wang (Silver Sprocket)

This is very video game influenced, I guess. (As well as the obligatory Japanese comics influence.)

But it’s an intriguing book. There’s a lot going on, and the cartooning is on point.

Pink Floyd: Animals

15:06: Mini Kuš (Kuš)

Kuš had found a lot of older minis that I didn’t have, so I bought a little stack of them. Let’s read these five at random.

Aidan Koch’s mini starts out very abstract and then it turns out to be a therapy session.

Ernest Kjavins & Andrej Klavins do an amusing story about diving and performance enhancing drugs.

Akvile Miseviciute does a story about fighting back.

Emmi Valve does an autobio thing about friendship and stuff.

Finally, Amanda Baeza does a stylish thing about… er… I don’t know, but it’s cool.

Joni Mitchell: Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter

15:28: Mors dag by Klara Wiksten (Galago)

Man, this book is the saddest book ever.

And I mean that in a good way. It has thirteen short stories, and they are all about the same thing: People whose mothers have died when they were children.

Kraftwerk: Trans-Europe Express

So it’s a book about boundless grief and how to deal with that, and it’s super duper affecting — it’s a seven hanky book, at least. It’s amazing how well Wiksten tells these small stories — she avoids clichés and easy solutions, and just goes straight for the jugular.

It’s fantastic, and the artwork is perfect in its rawness for these stories.

And as you can imagine, it’s an absolutely exhausting book to read, so I think I’ll go for a little walk.

David Bowie: Low

17:49: M: skrattens ridder gjenfødes by Mads Eriksen (Strand forlag)

Eriksen was doing a very popular daily strip in Norway, but apparently burned out (at least a decade ago) doing that (which isn’t unusual). But he hasn’t done much since that, so this is kind of a comeback event.

We start off with a sort of Dark Knight Returns parody/reference thing, and it’s pretty funny.

But why did they print the strips so large? And with the middle of panels disappearing into the spine?

Anyway, it’s good stuff.

Alice Coltrane: Transcendence

18:34: First There Was Chaos by Joel Priddy (Uncivilized Books)

OK, this isn’t my kind of thing — it’s not that I mind Greek myths and stuff, but this is all spiritual and stuff, which just makes my eyes glaze over.

But it’s an inventive book.

And I’m sure if you’re into this sort of thing, this is the sort of thing you’d be into.

And! It has a very extensive fold out page thing.

David Bowie: “Heroes”

18:57: What’s Fear Got To Do With It? by Ivana Filipovich (Conundrum Press)

Ivana Filipovich! I absolutely adored the last book of hers that I read, if I remember correctly.

Hm, this looks familiar… oh! It’s an expanded version of a strip that ran in that self published collection? Sure, I’m on board for that.

The artwork here is just amazing. It’s so fluid and exciting — very 70s Italian, I guess? The story, on the other hand didn’t really gain all that much from being expanded, I think — it’s more meandering now? That’s fine, though, because it’s a pretty exiting milieu to be in for a while.

The end notes says that this has been languishing in a drawer for quite a while until Conundrum expressed an interest in publishing it. Hopefully there’s more in that drawer (or Filipovich does new comics).

Supertramp: Even in the Quietest Moments

20:06: Sensible Footwear by Kate Charlesworth (Myriad Editions)

This is a sort of history gay life in Britain (done in a collage-ey style)…

Sandy Denny: Rendezvous

… but also an autobio book that covers the same years (done in a wide variety of styles).

Aksak Maboul: Onze danses pour combattre la migraine

It’s a fun book — the artwork is often amazing, and the storytelling moves in strange and amusing ways. It can be pretty difficult to keep track of who’s going out with whom at times, but it’s both affecting and funny.

OK, I’m fading now, but just one more comic book…

Kate & Anna McGarrigle: Dancer With Bruised Knees

22:37: You Will Own Nothing And You Will Be Happy #2 by Simon Hanselmann

I got this from here, and… it’s not sold out yet!? The first issue was sold out almost immediately, I think? Hm… Oh, there’s a second printing of #1, so get on that, then.

So this continues on straight from the first issue. (Nice touch with the Cybertrucks.)

And… I wasn’t totally on board with the first issue, mostly because I was just “eh? zombies? really?”, but now I’ve gotten used to the idea, I guess. Because I was really into this issue! Or perhaps there’s just more going on in this issue… I think. I mean, the previous issue was a year ago, so I may be misremembering.

Anyway, Hanselmann says in a text at the end of the issue that he’s doing TV deals at the moment, so he’s unsure when he’ll be able to do the next “proper” Megg & Mogg book… and when the next issue of this is going to be out. *crosses fingers*

Throbbing Gristle: The Second Annual Report Of Throbbing Gristle (2)

22:58: The End

And now I’m exhausted, so it’s time to call it a night.

My New Career as a Lenovo Laptop Repair Guy

Some years back I accidentally broke the keyboard of a Lenovo Thinkpad 25th Anniversary Edition.

The attraction of this laptop is, of course, that it’s got an actual almost proper keyboard — I think it’s the last one ever without a chiclet keyboard? And it was done as a retro thing. But I was using it as my main programming laptop, while I was using a Carbon X1 for travelling etc. It has a much worse keyboard; here, let me show you:

See? It’s a “modern” chiclet keyboard, which is much thinner, but not as pleasant to type on. In any case, since I already had a laptop, I rather forgot about having the 25th Anniversary laptop fixed.

Until now, and I wondered whether it was still possible to fix it. I mean by myself — it’s a laptop from 2017, and I bought it in a different country, so…
Anyway, Lenovo is still selling spare parts for this! I’m amazed! I bought one…

… pried the old one out (you can slightly spot the place I broke the it if you look closely)…

… and put the new keyboard in! And it works! I’m amazed! At how easy it was. Because Lenovo puts nice service manual out there for anyone to peruse.

Even if some of it is slightly gnomic — like, what do the screws have to do with that plastic thing? (Nothing, as it turns out — you just have to do both (in any order).)

It turned out to be really easy — I didn’t need any special tools or anything, and I did it while slightly incredibly drunk, and while watching Fallout s1e3 (it’s not that good).

And look at all the parts you can still buy!

Etc etc. Almost makes me want to rebuild it from scratch, just because I like Lego.

I’m not sure I’m actually going to use this laptop for anything, but, er, you know.

(Disclaimer: Even though I like the repairability of the Lenovo laptops, I can’t really recommend them. I’ve had several that just stopped working at random, and more where the Trackpoint just goes wonky. But I hate using a trackpad, so my choices are limited to Thinkpads, so…)

But! There was one thing in this laptop that didn’t work, and that was the “built-in” battery — this thing has two batteries, one you can switch out easily and one that’s under the cover. And the latter one had died while the laptop was in storage, apparently, so…

… I bought a new one! And it arrived today, so let’s get swapparooing, because this it pretty fun. For me, I mean.

So this is what it looks like at the bottom.

And see? There’s that swappable battery I was talking about at the top there.

Err… and after unscrewing some screws I’m now supposed to… Oh, push and pull and wiggle?

And then finger the corner there aggressively until it comes off?

And then… just… pull it from all sides at once, sort of? OK, I tried, but my fingers aren’t strong enough for this sort of thing…

… so I resorted to using tools. Like an animal!

Et voila! Easy peasy. Somebody should tell Lenovo that tools exist and make things easier than trying to pull these things apart with your fingers.

But it’s really fun working on the innards here — everything is so precise and so easy to work with.

And then the new battery just slots in without any bother. Nice.

Huh. Why is the cover spray painted with coppery paint, apparently?

Anyway, it slots right back on again without any problems. Thank you, Lenovo.

It even boots! Whoho! And the battery charges! It’s alive! But I should wash that screen.

And here’s my professional Repair Guy setup: A footstool with a 40W lamp. It’s what every doctor recommends for maximum ergonomics.

So there you are — Lenovo laptops are really very repairable, and that’s nice.

A&R2009: Cerebus Archive

Cerebus Archive (2009) #1-18 by Dave Sim

This is the next-to-last post in this blog series, but the final post will have to wait a couple weeks while I wait for some missing issues to arrive…

Not that this (re-)reading is complete: I apparently forgot to buy issues #4-6 while the series was new, and these issues are impossible to find now. Issue #5 was apparently when the series went to Print On Demand (because of low sales), and the POD company used by Sim, Comixpress shut down in 2013. Sim didn’t take the series over to some other POD service for reasons unknown to me, so I’m guessing I’ll never be able to read #4-6. Which is fine.

(Googling for the issues aren’t easy, either, since Sim reused the name “Cerebus Archive” for a later portfolio series…)

But let’s have a look at the 15 issues I do have.

The series is called “Cerebus Archives”, but it’s really the story of Sim’s attempts at becoming a comics pro — and we start when he’s 16 and has apparently convinced Harry Kremer to publish a fanzine. This is how the first issue starts — there’s no explanation what this fanzine is, or what Sim’s role in it is (editor?), or anything.

And as we can see, Sim’s art chops are pretty typical for a sixteen-year-old. And like many teenagers, he’d worked out some pretty complex visions of how he was going to become famous — this was apparently a take on Uncle Sam, and what he envisioned as becoming the new Canadian symbol — a beaver.

Is “How’s Your Beaver?” really that over the top? Hm…

Er… no? That David Frum’s mother was liberal isn’t even ironic in the Alanis Morisette meaning of the word. As is often the case with Sim, stuff like this leaves you scratching your head — he’s going for “sage speaker of truths” and ends up as “nonsensical but smarmy”.

Sim was submitting stories to lots of places (Warren, Charlton, etc), and some of these were illustrated by others — we get them all here (well, the ones Sim still have). This seems like a very thorough archive project… but a Sim archive, not a Cerebus archive.

Gene Day was Sim’s idol, so we get a lot of mail from Day to Sim (annotated for this publication).

Sim includes the John Byrne-penned cover for a fanzine as an illustration of just how bad the aesthetics of some editors are (the pink/green is indeed pretty bizarre). “Your one-stop shopping outlet for Dave Sim self-degradation” is a good tag line, though, but it makes me wonder — is Sim really so ashamed of these old things, or is he hamming it up?

Some of these old strips aren’t that bad, really. But mostly when Sim manages to come up with a story to match his limited rendering skills.

But I guess things like this are really, really embarrassing — he was submitting covers to Marvel, and jokes to Playgirl, all of them rejected, of course. But hey, teenagers are teenagers.

Even Charlton was rejecting him. That must have hurt.

Like I said, I don’t have issues #4-6, so we skip ahead to #7 — and this (and the rest) are Print On Demand issues, because sales had slipped so low that Diamond no longer wanted to carry the book. I’m guessing that’s why Sim stopped doing Cerebus on the covers, even though there was no Cerebus material inside — he no longer had to trick people into buying the book on the stands.

It also means that these books don’t lie flat, which is sooo annoying (Note To Editor: Insert Homer Picture Here). Even after spending a decade in a shortbox, the issues still bulge.

The printing from Comixpress seems fine, though…

And Sim’s artwork improves by leaps and bounds (but he’s 20 by now, I think).

Sim tries his best at doing editorial cartoons, and he really nails it. By that I mean that’s it’s dreadfully tedious, just like professional editorial cartoons.

And that’s rather a thing with all of Sim’s comics here — they just aren’t actually funny. Which is surprising for a teenager — they’re usually brimming with gags and bits, and some of them are sometimes even funny. But he’s doing all of this stuff like he’s an old man, which is pretty odd.

Sim reprints the Oktoberfest comic he managed to get Kremer to finance in full. It’s a riff on a Carl Barks story, and as Sim notes, it was badly thought out as a concept. (And it’s not very good.)

And it didn’t sell.

Uhm… why is it creepy moving into an apt previously occupied by your sister’s boyfriend?

We finally get something that’s tangentially related to Cerebus! It’s Sim’s Ali Baba story, and Sim notes how much he unconsciously recirculated from this story in the first Cerebus issue.

Sim, of course, finds a lot of portents in what he’s written, since it involves Christian/Muslim/Judaic stuff (and he would make his own syncretic religion some decades later).

“And ‘The Fire Jewels of Shem… … are now just ‘The Fire Gems’. Like I say, interesting.” Er… is this a reference to Shemp in the three Stooges? Sheshep, Cerebus’ son? It can be hard to tell whatever weird things Sim is making connections — Sim really uses that smarmy tone so well.

This bit was moderately interesting — Sim prints two versions of the same strip, one drawn by himself, and one by Gene Day.

Sim touches on one of his beliefs — that writing a comic book about something can make it come true, I think?

Eh… uhm… Yes, Anne Rice created goths, not Siouxsie Sioux, Bauhaus, The Cure or anybody… Very few people know this!

As the series progresses, the texts become more digressive — here Sim goes on about how horrific it is to demand a certain percentage of women in the Afghanistan parliament, because that would mean that you dictate the outcome of elections. Sim is apparently unaware that in many countries you vote for a party, and not specific people, so the mix of people you end up with depends on the mix of people nominated by the parties.

Finally! An aardvark! Sim seems to be saying that drawing this aardvark (from a T. Casey Brennan) later led Deni Loubert’s brother (I think) to come up with “aardvark” as half of the “Aardvark-Vanaheim” company name through mystical means? A simpler explanation might be that the brother had seen this strip, or that Sim had mentioned it, perhaps.

Anyway.

Brennan sure lays it on thickly.

Sim continues his “comics sure are dangerous” thing:

Er, OK. I’m guessing T. Casey Brennan only had himself to thank for whatever happened to him.

But we’re getting closer to Dave meeting Deni!

It’s such a momentous meeting that Sim actually draws it. Nice!

But we’re now solidly into autobio territory, and not so much a “Cerebus Archive” or even a “Dave Sim Archive”. It’s pretty self indulgent. But on the other hand, this is a Print On Demand book with (I’m sure) tens and tens of readers, so why not? Not more self indulgent than writing a blog series about this series, you say?

Sim does his best to keep the tension up.

But like I said, it gets less and less… er… relevant.

And it grows uglier and more amateurish, so I flipped to the indicia, and it seems like Sandeep Atwal, who was doing the layouts, has now left, and Sim is doing the layouts himself, which explains a lot — nobody has ever accused Sim of having sensible aesthetics.

Anyway, Sim wanted to do some research into the place he had been living at the time, so Sim sends a letter to his old address and recounts the story of how he went to a party at his landlord’s place (the landlord was gay and also named “Dave”). In the letter he describes how his landlord was into S&M, apparently, and perhaps tried to come onto Sim (who made an exit instead).

Which is a totally normal thing to send to somebody unknown, I guess? Anyway, the letter was returned.

Then he says how the landlord killed himself the next day, but Sim reassures us that it probably wasn’t because he was too heartbroken over having been turned down by Sim.

That’s a relief!

This series is a whopping eighteen issues, so you’d think he’d reach Cerebus #1, but he keeps on yapping on about whatever is on his mind, so it’s not looking good.

Aargh! Sandeep! Come back! The book looks ever more amateurish…

Finally, some more comics — and they’re drawn by Fabio Gasbarri, and they look really interesting. The first story is about a rock star that gets killed at a concert, and the audience laps it up.

Sim seems to imply that this story was the reason John Lennon was killed? Or is he just Asking The Questions? I mean, the story was ‘”asking for trouble” on higher planes of existence’, and the timeline pans out, so I guess it’s an open and shut case.

We get a number of Beavers strips, and this is generally the level of funniness.

He did, of course, have well thought out reasons for doing jokes about Gordon Sinclair — it was an iron clad plan to become rich and famous.

Finally! Cerebus!

But it’s Cerebus the fanzine, and not Cerebus #1.

But this is kinda interesting — Sim tried to create a logo for “Aardvark-Vanaheim” and failed, so he did an Aardvark mascot instead.

Two interesting things here — at a party, he started making out with Deni’s 17 year old sister, but had no recollection of how that could have happened (and he notes how out of character for him forgetting was). But — on the same page here, he is continuing the story of how he sent a fake invoice to a newspaper for the Beavers strip. The newspaper sent back a letter saying “what the fuck is this?!”, and Sim can’t explain why he did that, either.

Kudos to Sim for including stuff like this, though.

In the final issue, we get a longer Beavers story that had been run by Star*Reach in Quack…

… and then the series ends like this: With a promise of more to come. The last issue says “February 2012”. Comixpress (who printed Cerebus Archive) went out of business in 2013, so I’m guessing that’s not the reason Sim cancelled Cerebus Archive. But Sim ended Glamourpuss in late 2012, so perhaps he stopped Cerebus Archive at the same time, because he was just fed up with everything?

Ah, yes:

Yes: this IS the last issue of glamourpuss… As soon as I saw the sales on the first issue – 16,000 – I knew that the title and my career were doomed.

[…]

I pulled the plug first on Cerebus Archive, then on Cerebus TV and then on glamourpuss. Not really saying anything to anyone, just walking away and starting my Doomsday Scenario — selling my Cerebus original artwork as slowly as possible, and looking at ways to liquidate the Cerebus Archive itself, up to and including just sending all of it to a landfill site or paying 1-800-GOT-JUNK to haul it all away, selling the house, liquidating the last of my RRSPs and my life insurance policy and just… disappearing.

Reader, he did not disappear.

But I’ve been unable to find any review of Cerebus Archive on the net? Am I the only one who’s read it?

And now I’m free! Free! For a couple of weeks, and then I have to read and post about Glamourpuss (which is *sigh* 26 issues). See you then.

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.

A&R2016: Cerebus in Hell?

Cerebus in Hell? (2016) by Dave Sim and others

I was going to do Glamourpuss today, but then it turned out that I’m missing issues #2-7… so I’ve ordered those, because after re-reading #1, I’m kinda interested in seeing how those early issues developed.

So you’re getting a brief post about Cerebus in Hell? instead… and I don’t have all of those, either. I’ve only got three issues, and there’s been at least 80 issues of that thing. But I’m not buying those! There are limits for what I’m willing to subject myself to, even for a stupid blog series like this.

But let’s have a peek.

So, Sim got RSI after trying to draw like Alex Raymond for several years (it turns out to be really hard), and he didn’t see a doctor about it. Not that there’s necessarily anything a doctor can do with hand injuries like that, but there are treatments that can be helpful for some people. Sim negotiated all this at length on various internet fora, and if I remember correctly, he alternately seemed to take it as a sign from god that he should stop whatever he was doing, to allowing some fans to set up an appointment with doctors in… Texas? But he denied them access to his medical records, because he didn’t want them to be tainted by other doctors’ opinions, or something. I may be misremembering! And it’s not that this is necessarily the wrong approach or anything! Lots of doctors are pretty bad at what they do? So I understand the scepticism… but anyway, here we are, and where we are is here:

Oops, sideways? Yes, the entire issue is sideways. Let me fix that for you:

Sim helpfully recaps the Cerebus series…

… and then the rest of the book (and the series, I think?) is basically this: Sim’s assistant, Sandeep Atwal, scanned the Doré illustrations from the Dante, and then they have Cerebus in a few poses as clip art to superimpose over the drawings.

And then there are jokes. And the jokes are all pretty bad?

I’ve only got three issues, and while you’d perhaps expect a lot of political jokes, it’s mostly just pretty lame gags based on the setting. Except for this #aarvarklivesmatter bit.

Sim was renowned for his funny bits in Cerebus, but this just isn’t funny, I think? And it’s an annoying format: You have to turn the book to read the text up in the heading (and I guess if this was an online strip, that’d be the hover text).

The Big Bang Theory dis is solid. Now that’s humour!

They acknowledge that the idea for this came from Wondermark. The difference is that Wondermark can be very funny, and is visually more interesting.

And after three issues of this, I was “nope; I’m out”.

Cerebus in Hell? was refashioned into a series of #1s — all parodying various comic book covers, but with interiors that are supposed to still resemble this stuff?

Like this.

Atwal disappeared from the production after a while, but a number of other people have stepped up to co-write the book (as well as doing the production, if I understand correctly).

Some people like it:

I love this comic because it showcases how funny Cerebus is just by being an amoral jerk aardvark. His obstinate nature creates chaos and reacts to the absurd situations he’s put into in Hell, and the resulting reactions by Virgil and Dante to his asshole nature are funny.

And there has to be more than a few, because otherwise how could they publish nearly a hundred of these? There’s even reprint volumes! In softcover and hardcover!

Not much of a rating at Goodreads, though.

It’s hard to find reviews:

And after two issues of this, I’m like… this has been a very interesting bus ride, overall, and I’m glad I was on it for so long, despite everything, and now I am getting off the bus.

Some people are less than impressed and find the whole project to be a scam:

And with each one-shot, tries to parody some aspect of comics and comics history in its cover and name, hoping to get some confused sales along the way along with a new issue number one. And, drop by drop, destroying what remains of his creative reputation. Maybe it’s not too late to turn it around? He’s doing signed versions as well now for an extra $11.

Well, that’s nice…

This blog post is part of the Renegades and Aardvarks series.