[[A stone tower rises high above a church on a cliff by the sea.]]
PAT: ...I think it could really work, Terry.
TERRY: Finally! ESCAPE is within our grasp!
[[Same as first panel, but a little closer.]]
PAT: But there's only room for ONE. Which of us will go?
TERRY: YOU go, brother. Bring help. Fly!
[[Closer now, we see something emerge from a small window near the top of the tower.]]
PAT: RRRGGHHH! Give me a shove!
TERRY: Fly! FLY!
[[Closer still as PAT takes flight on an enormous glider. TERRY waves from the window.]]
[[Down on the shore, passers-by gawk and point at the sight of PAT and his glider helplessly entangled in the power and phone lines.]]
PAT: This is SO embarrassing
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NOT suave, hombre. NOT suave.
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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