This is one of those serious comics. Sometimes you just have to get something off your chest. Maybe you just write it down and don’t show anyone. Maybe you draw something. Maybe you write a song. Maybe you just tell a friend. Maybe you put up a post in your blog. I don’t know what works for you. I just know that sometimes I need to put something down in comic form. It might not make any difference, it might not make the world a better place, but at least it helps me feel better, despite what you may think after reading this week’s sob story. And maybe there’s someone out there who will read my comic and relate to it and they’ll feel better too. I guess that’s what art is really about. Coping, connecting, and feeling just a little bit less alone.
.:: Dustinland 06.30.08 ::.
I donno, I think having hope is what makes us Americans. Or maybe I just got way too into that John Adams miniseries.