KICKSTARTER UPDATE #49
There were a lot of woods near my house growing up. In middle school I’d bike through them with some fools from the neighborhood. Were we friends? No one made us go outside. We just did because TV was reruns and there was no internet. The woods ran between my neighborhood to the rich kids part of town to industrial parks to sand pits. We’d bike to buy onion flavored chips and build bike tracks between the trees. We’d bike so far we’d be racing home, kind of lost, before the sun set. Our parents had no idea where we were. Sometimes we’d meet parallel universe kids. Dudes in private school playing street hockey in recently poured concrete foundation for house not yet built. The woods were like teleportation tunnels sending us further than the half mile or so we biked. The woods were filled with detritus from kids adventures and transients’ debauchery. It was fun and scary. Sap and pine needles everywhere. It wasn’t dry leaves and idyllic. It was sticky and cold and strange.
My son Noah lives on the computer. His friends explore and build in the pixels of Minecraft. I go on bike rides with him. I don’t feel like the world is more dangerous but I do feel protective. Particularly during the current climate of social distancing I feel compelled to stay close. His life is a lot more contained and I’m not sure how I feel about it. He’s still very young and the world is fucking nuts. I’ll sort out his autonomy better once we are not wearing masks everywhere.
The end of MONUMENT #2 takes place in woods similar to the ones of my youth. Magic vortexes connecting desperate parts of town. The color story is done. I’ll render some more and make some tweaks later but lettering is up next. I’m going to be so stoked to get these Kickstarter comics in the mail.
I hope you’re well, friends.