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[[KIM stares off into space and muses; a friend stands nearby.]]

KIM: Sometimes I wish I were, like, stuck on a desert island with a piano.  I bet with nothing else to do, I’d eventually teach myself to play.

KIM: I’d plink around at first, and over time start to pick up a sense for it.  Without any formal training, I’d have to just FIGURE STUFF OUT. I’d probably end up inventing new chords and working in nontraditional keys.

KIM:  By the time I’d finally be rescued, I’d have created a body of compositions ENTIRELY INDEPENDENT of current musical theory.  It would be revolutionary, a NOVEL SOUND out of NOWHERE. People could like it or not.  But it would, at LEAST, be NEW.

CAPTION: Coincidentally, Kim soon finds herself in this exact scenario:

[[On the desert island, Kim stares at the piano.]]

KIM:  Actually I kinda wish you were FOOD.

{{header: some time alone with WONDERMARK.COM}}

#951; In which Kim gets her Wish transcribed by in

[[KIM stares off into space and muses; a friend stands nearby.]]

KIM: Sometimes I wish I were, like, stuck on a desert island with a piano.  I bet with nothing else to do, I’d eventually teach myself to play.

KIM: I’d plink around at first, and over time start to pick up a sense for it.  Without any formal training, I’d have to just FIGURE STUFF OUT. I’d probably end up inventing new chords and working in nontraditional keys.

KIM:  By the time I’d finally be rescued, I’d have created a body of compositions ENTIRELY INDEPENDENT of current musical theory.  It would be revolutionary, a NOVEL SOUND out of NOWHERE. People could like it or not.  But it would, at LEAST, be NEW.

CAPTION: Coincidentally, Kim soon finds herself in this exact scenario:

[[On the desert island, Kim stares at the piano.]]

KIM:  Actually I kinda wish you were FOOD.

{{header: some time alone with WONDERMARK.COM}}

#951; In which Kim gets her Wish transcribed by in

[[KIM stares off into space and muses; a friend stands nearby.]]

KIM: Sometimes I wish I were, like, stuck on a desert island with a piano.  I bet with nothing else to do, I'd eventually teach myself to play.

KIM: I'd plink around at first, and over time start to pick up a sense for it.  Without any formal training, I'd have to just FIGURE STUFF OUT. I'd probably end up inventing new chords and working in nontraditional keys.

KIM:  By the time I'd finally be rescued, I'd have created a body of compositions ENTIRELY INDEPENDENT of current musical theory.  It would be revolutionary, a NOVEL SOUND out of NOWHERE. People could like it or not.  But it would, at LEAST, be NEW.

CAPTION: Coincidentally, Kim soon finds herself in this exact scenario:

[[On the desert island, Kim stares at the piano.]]

KIM:  Actually I kinda wish you were FOOD.

{{header: some time alone with WONDERMARK.COM}}

CONCERT TONITE: Marooned For A Decade, Kimberly Collins Ate A Piano. Come Hear Her Arresting, Dissonant Belching In 7/4 Time

#951; In which Kim gets her Wish

  — July 19th, 2013

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20 years ago (in photocomic form)

June 9, 2026 by David Malki !
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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