Last week I asked you if you wanted to see all of my earliest comics, formerly only available in my now out-of-print graphic novel, 18 Revolutions. You answered with a resounding 'yes!' and I have been hard at work uploading all the comics ever since.
So back when I was 19 I self-published a graphic novel, 18 Revolutions. It collected every single comic I'd made before turning 19. Many of them were either never put online, or have been taken down and washed away by the waves of Internet time (or something). I have no plans to reprint the graphic
I turn 26 today. That’s 9 years of making web comics. Wow! And now, finally, I have a place where I can post them sequentially, as they were intended to be read.
Job hunts suck. But you know what sucks more? Getting really deep into the interview process before getting rejected. It's not so hard when they just fail to respond to your cold call.
When I was visiting New York City not too long ago, I stopped by Kinokuniya, a Japanese book/music/stationery/kitsch store with a most excellent design section. There I loaded up on books about tea ceremonies, the zen of leadership and wabi sabi (specifically Wabi-Sabi: for Artists, Designers, Poets & Philosophers). Wabi sabi is something that few Americans