Rogue Symmetry is a cartoon that I have created in order to, wait, maybe it's a comic. Ok, Rogue Symmetry is a comic that I have...no, if I am a 'cartoonist' then it must be a cartoon, right? Anyhow, Rogue Symmetry is a cartoon - but don't cartoons move? Aw heck, just check out Rogue Symmetry and laugh.
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My absence of new cartoons
All two of you who check this site regularly may have noticed I haven't had a cartoon this last week. The reason is I am putting older cartoons from this site onto my GoComics/Sherpa site so everyone there can see things that I did before I opened that account. I have nearly 150 subscribers there and am getting up to 30 comments per cartoon every day. I am still working on more Rogue Symmetry and will be back with brand new ones on both here and Sherpa. http://www.gocomics.com/rogue_symmetry
Thursday, December 1, 2011
More childhood drawings by me!
The Challenger tragedy really affected me as a schoolboy. This is a drawing that I did shortly after the explosion. You can see guts and body parts falling back to Earth. I didn't have a gruesome obsession with it or anything and I don't remember feeling a special attraction towards the nastiness of it. I was just being a kid who was oblivious to the human tragedy side of it. I just drew some innocent drawing that would get kids sent home in a police car nowadays. It was a totally normal drawing for a young boy. Or so my psychiatrist keeps insisting.
I have always been fascinated with lighting too. To this day it is hard to stay indoors during a storm and not go outside running around with my hands up in the air screaming with joy.
I've always had a bad feeling that aliens were watching me through open windows. Again, my psychiatrist says this is normal too. (Then why are his windows always shut!?) Sadly I wasn't so young when I drew this one. I was thirteen. This was about the dozenth time I drew a similar situation in my life.
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