When I was working on my 24 Hour comic last month I referenced an old comic of mine, Domestic Violence. I just unearthed a copy of that comic that I drew back in 1993:
Yep. Look at that shit. Pretty effing gross. I can’t even begin to explain what’s wrong this. And it gets worse:
I have no idea what that stain is except that it’s not the worst thing on the page. The Characters Created By credit is a little misleading as the main guy was supposed to be my friend Eric who got all mutated by toxic waste and turned into a muscleman apparently.
That’s what I thought a back of a head looked like. And that alley’s on a hill. And a prostitute (?) getting beat up? SHADDUP!! I was a good writer even back then. Supposed to be some sort of arty brick wall back there. A panel with just word balloons? I should do that some more now. Then a really strangely drawn half-naked man. With weird anatomy.
I guess I had never seen a real gun at this point so I could draw it correctly. Or a person.
And then comes the action! Yeah! Whoops?
Here we have a .. JESUS CHRIST! IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE A LADY?/???????//?
Why yes, that man is 14 feet tall. What a weird comic. Shit. I was 16 and I really wanted to make superhero comics and this what I came up with. I probably drew/wrote 20 comics throughout high school. What else was I gonna do? Go to parties? Make out with chicks and/or dudes? I was a huge nerd. Oh well.
So if anybody wants to see any else of these things, let me know. They’re not all quite this bad. Then again, nothing is.