Tuesday, January 2, 2018

They do NOT rot my brain!

As you would suspect, this is me, in the middle to late 60s, doing my favorite thing, namely reading comic books. (Note the ugly "cat-eye" glasses I wore at the time.) I had quite a collection in my high school years, of both DC and Marvel. My favorite characters were Dr. Strange and the X-men from Marvel, and Legion of Super-Heroes and Hawkman from DC. I often drew legions of my own invented super-heroes as well. My parents weren't pleased that I read comics, since they were not intellectual elite literature, but they didn't actively oppose my comics habit.

The usual outcome is that my parents threw the comic books out, but that wasn't really what happened. I did lose most of them, some due to reading it so much it fell apart, and others I just gave away to whoever wanted them. I returned to reading and collecting in the 1970s and I still have some of the great issues from that era such as Conan the Barbarian and the X-men saga of Phoenix. These are in bad shape unfortunately so I cannot make huge bucks selling them off.

I am now collecting comics again though not very many. I've watched different styles come and go and sometimes I "de-accession" (museum talk for "get rid of") them to other fans. But I never stop and I still have my own graphic projects waiting for me to continue my comics life.

Black ink on illustration board, 6" x 3", 1980.

1 comment:

Texchanchan said...

I got told that reading "space crawlers" (science fiction) would rot my brain--but they let me read anything I want, so it was mostly just a laugh.