Adam “The Riot” Thorn is in control.
As much as I love moaning about myself, it’s about time I started bringing people in that I talk to on regularly into my doodled universe. FIRST OFF: Trevor Henderson of FEATURE CREATURE fame http://featurecreatureart.blogspot.com/.
Everyone that will appear in following strips will be horrifyingly humiliated. That’s a guarantee!
Three days in and FLATLINE has already turned into a doodled articulation of my neuroses. If I kept at it, I’d have material FOR YEARS! From an artistic standpoint (Wait. I’m not ALLOWED TO HAVE ONE OF THOSE!) I’ve found that drawing in montage is WAY easier then trying to tell a story through a linear visual structure. IT’S ALL MONTAGE FROM HERE ON OUT, BABY! Now, I’m going to eat some ‘delicious’ apples and try not to think of mouth watering order of Chinese food as my brain keeps whispering “Come on…You can just have one…and THEN you can go back to miserably munching on Asparagus.” NEXT TIME: A happy adventure featuring flying dogs in WWII (who also invented rap music)
This would be mildly amusing if it weren’t completely true. I cannot function in public without making SWOOSHING noises and waving my arms as I fight invisible ninja enemies.
My friends look on, pretending they don’t know me, until I stop.
AND THEN I BREAK INTO SONG!
Comics were my first romance. They were banned in my house, but my Dad still sneaked me an issue of WOODY WOODPECKER and MARVEL TALES into my hands one afternoon and…BAM…I was in love. My path was clear and obvious. Comics were the thing I WANTED TO DO WHEN I GREW UP!
Well, there was a problem…A big problem actually…I couldn’t draw.
I cranked out little ‘ashacans’ furiously (fold the paper up the middle and STAPLE), but found myself in the same place every time I showed my newest ‘issue’ to someone - pure confusion as they struggled to make out my illegible drawings, let alone, lettering, As everyone around me artistically improved, I stayed the same. I just wasn’t built to draw. My mind, hand and eye coordination never wanted to allow me to move beyond a VERY SIMPLE big eyed caricatures that all kinda look the same.
So now, as a mature *cough* adult it’s time for me to start drawing incomprehensibly again. FLAT LINES springs to life as an experiment to see how LONG I can do something that I’m not particularly good at. Hopefully, there will be SOME sliver of enjoyment if you check up here once or twice, whether it’s to laugh at my terrible drawing of a dog (“IT’S EYES ARE EXPLODING!) or gasping at the incomprehensibly of me trying to string a sentence together.
If anything, I hope this will encourage my MUCH MORE TALENTED friends to draw even MORE regularly after seeing this waste of internet space!
