down to the tightrolls

I read a lot of graphic novels. “Oh, like Watchmen.” Well. No. And I suppose we could wrestle the semantics of graphics, what it means to be a comic when the content isn’t funny, or if it’s still literary when the letters scribble off, word bubbles popped.

Many prominent artists are my age, or just a little older, sharing shared experience, scripting old scars, so I devour for narrative, no doubt about it, but mostly for the trapdoors,

down to the tightrolls.

 

2 Comments

  • benh

    October 7, 2011 at 12:30 pm

    Wow – that is totally me in middle school. Had that shirt, back/sides of head shaved, tightrolls and high top Nikes.

    I guess pretty much like every other teenage boy of the era.

  • megh

    October 7, 2011 at 12:36 pm

    I KNOW! It’s so wonderful. I was hoping you’d see this.
    😀

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