GORDON: Oh no! Did Buddy have an accident again?
ARIEL: This was no accident.
ARIEL: He scooched his butt across the carpet in the shape of a crop circle. He has taken disobedience to the level of a provocateur.
ARIEL: Misbehavior has become his palette, our apartment his canvas, in a grand, grotesque installation - featuring us as predictable foils, our fury as much a deliberate part of the work as each precisely-browned fiber of shag. More than a simple befoulment - this is a befoulment of order, a metaphorical poop-smear on the very notion of animal subjugation.
GORDON: Or maybe Mr. Poopykins has buttworms.
ARIEL: Well, as did Duchamp!
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And even Michaelangelo had assistants!
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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