Comic Transcripts

[[Two peaches held in the palm of a hand.]]
CHRIS: Two peaches left on Gramma’s old tree.

CHRIS: Not very ripe.
MEG: Agggh. Super sour.

CHRIS: I was hoping this would be all POETIC. Last peaches on the tree, every other branch bare. Gramma’s last gift to us.
They’d be DELICIOUS and we’d remember all the great times and have one final moment with her memory.

CHRIS: But nope, it’s just a couple of gross peaches.
MEG: The hundred ripe ones were her gifts to the birds

{{Header: pluck from WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: She shooed them away all her life. ‘Not yet,’ she’d say. ‘Not quite yet.’}}

#607; The Peaches That Were Left transcribed by in

[[Two peaches held in the palm of a hand.]]
CHRIS: Two peaches left on Gramma’s old tree.

CHRIS: Not very ripe.
MEG: Agggh. Super sour.

CHRIS: I was hoping this would be all POETIC. Last peaches on the tree, every other branch bare. Gramma’s last gift to us.
They’d be DELICIOUS and we’d remember all the great times and have one final moment with her memory.

CHRIS: But nope, it’s just a couple of gross peaches.
MEG: The hundred ripe ones were her gifts to the birds

{{Header: pluck from WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: She shooed them away all her life. ‘Not yet,’ she’d say. ‘Not quite yet.’}}

#607; The Peaches That Were Left transcribed by in

[[Two peaches held in the palm of a hand.]]
CHRIS: Two peaches left on Gramma's old tree.

CHRIS: Not very ripe.
MEG: Agggh. Super sour.

CHRIS: I was hoping this would be all POETIC. Last peaches on the tree, every other branch bare. Gramma's last gift to us.
They'd be DELICIOUS and we'd remember all the great times and have one final moment with her memory.

CHRIS: But nope, it's just a couple of gross peaches.
MEG: The hundred ripe ones were her gifts to the birds

{{Header: pluck from WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: She shooed them away all her life. 'Not yet,' she'd say. 'Not quite yet.'}}

She shooed them away all her life. 'Not yet,' she'd say. 'Not quite yet.'

20 years ago (in photocomic form)

A young David Malki !, Steve Carey, and Ryan North, June 2006.

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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