That sounds a little dirty, doesn’t it?
Still, it’s 100% true. A few years back, my nephew, Joel, started asking to borrow comics. As he was totally new to the art-form, I had the privilege of curating his syllabus, carefully collating which books he’d read and in what order.
A couple months into this brightly colored brain-washing, his father (my brother-in-law…well, my STEP-brother-in-law…actually, legally, my EX-step-brother-in-law…gosh, these things get complicated quickly!), Frank, told me that he’d been reading the comics, too.
I had to ask: Did he actually LIKE reading them, or was he reading them to make sure I wasn’t using comics to corrupt his kid?
Both.
And he wanted more! Continue reading