It’s about time I posted another comic — here’s a very silly one-page thing that I did for a class assignment last year. In our character design class, we had all made little maquettes that were caricatures of ourselves. Let me tell you, self-portraiture is painful enough, but then to have to draw a caricature — I am not made of such stern stuff! The actual construction of the thing was pretty easy, but it took me a long time until I got a little bust that I thought I could live with and not stick away in the closet somewhere. In a way, it was exercise in exorcising vanity. Goodbye, dignity.
Then we had to make a comic using our maquette with one of our classmates, and have them interact in some way. This was to be heads only, because we were using busts — no putting in hands to help with the expression! That is hard. Even if you don’t like to draw hands (and I do), they are still one of the best ways after the facial expression of conveying emotion. However, I decided I could do that.
But then… then I had to think of something for them to say to each other. When in doubt, turn to Shakespeare. The Bard has great quotes and with the deadline looming, I feverishly searched the internet for some that could be thrown together and make some kind of sense, at least if you are in some kind of altered state of consciousness. This is the silliness that resulted:
And here is the little maquette from which I drew this mad, mad me.