[[A woman, hands at her hips and smiling, is examining her reflection in a mirror]]
Woman: OH, GRANDPA...IF ONLY YOU COULD SEE THE PROUD YOUNG WOMAN I'VE BECOME!
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[[An older man appears in the mirror, replacing the woman's reflection]]
Woman: GRANDPA!
Grandpa: YES
Woman: IS...IS IT REALLY YOU? FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE?
Grandpa: YES
Woman: I'VE MISSED YOU SO!
Woman:...WHY HAVE YOU NEVER APPEARED LIKE THIS BEFORE?
Grandpa: WELL
Grandpa: FRANKLY, SUSAN
Grandpa: YOU ARE PRETTY BORING
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[[The Grandpa's image disappears, becoming the reflection of the woman once again, though now she is frowning]]
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and this is by sitting-around-on-clouds-strumming-harps standards
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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