In the time before jets, when the last shuttle left La Guardia at eleven, I flew home to Logan on a virtually empty DC-7 and one of the seven other passengers I recognized as Al Capp.
Webcomics have proven they can be successful and profitable for single cartoonists, but I’ve yet to see a company utilize them as anything other than a promotional tool.
Cheap to produce, easy to distribute, and packed with drama (high or low), they [comics] are about the only serious antagonists of the cerebral abstraction that fills the art academies at the moment.
I write and draw “comics” in an attempt to figure out who I am and what purpose there may be to my existence.
You can go to a comics store and see a bunch of middle aged guys trying their damnedest to ignore each other, even though they spend their days surrounded by people who have no idea what any of this comics stuff is about at all.