I’m on a quest to document Autumn.
These cartoonists helped me out:
This piece came from an Ivan Brunetti exercise in his book Cartooning: Philosophy and Practice.
Hey, a single leaf on a naked tree still counts as Autumn.
The late Richard Thompson is still underrated.
I must be reading the wrong articles because his name isn’t mentioned enough amongst the great cartoonists.
He also cleared up for us why they tie trees up…
From: Cul de Sac: This Exit
Only John Porcellino could’ve captured Thoreau at Walden properly in comic form.
What have these cartoonists taught us?
The place to enjoy Autumn is outside.
This collection of King-Cat comics is a time machine. Not a whirling pod that splits atoms and breaks open new dimensions, but instead a glimpse of John Porcellino’s life in the early 2000s.
As I read each page over and over, I found myself playing this game. I call it: Where was I when?
Here’s how it goes. At the bottom of a comic it may read MARCH 2005.
From there I light a swisher sweet, jog with my memory, imagine, and ask the question, where was I in March 2005?
Was I failing college algebra again?
Was Episode One still the dopest movie ever?
What were my go-to pair of Nikes?
It’s a fun game. Try it at home. But it does make me wish I kept record of those days. A journal, a heart and key locked diary, or, then it’s it heyday, a blog.
We can’t change the past, but we can revisit it. Even if it’s a bit blurry.
Buy your very own time machine here!
King-Cat Comics since 1854. From Lone Mountain has been my go to book of 2018.
From: From Lone Mountain
By: John Porcellino