Notes:
Ahhh... action at last! This is actually a pretty good example of how I
think of my comics as movies. The first long panel was, in my mind, a sweeping
shot where the camera stayed in front of the Omnivorous Interplanetary
building (you'll see why in a minute) and tracked from one radio to another—first
the car radio, then the boom box ... if I'd had more room there would have
been an alien jogger with a walkman. The visual completely separated from
the text ... you 'd have no idea who was talking until you cut (to what
is panel #2).
Speaking of which,
yes, that's my homage to Gary Trudeau (the host is Mark Slackmeyer, Doonesbury's
"radio guy" and the alien engineer is supposed to be a riff on Zonker Harris).
When I look at
Droxine I sound like my sister does when she looks at her old high school
photos. "What was I thinking with that hair?" It's kinda 80s ... kinda
androgenous ... kinda funky ... but it really does nothing to express her
character. And I was SHOCKED at how many people thought it was supposed
to be a "mullet" and that Droxine was a guy! I'm sure if I drew her as
a busty full-blonde reaction would have been better ... but that's not
who the character is.
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