So, the big final project for the first CCS semester is a group anthology project. The class is split into groups selected by the darkest most secretive divination techniques available to CCS instructors (an online psychological test if rumours are to be believed), and we must produce a cohesive anthology together.
I was placed with Sean K., Moody, and Amelia Onorato. AKA team best-friends-in-a-car-listening-to-Celebrity-Jeopardy clips-from-SNL. Seriously, it was an awesome group, and I’m pretty happy with what we managed to pull together.
The book focuses on each of our personal reactions to religion in our lives. There are personal stories, historical reflections and fiction as well.
Anyway, the plan is to do a larger print run of the book so that we can sell it at MoCCA, SPX, and other cons. In the meantime, here are some samples of my contribution…
The rest is a secret, but you can read more about everyone’s anthologies at the Schulz Library Blog, written by our super-cool librarian Caitlin McGurk! If you want to read the whole story, wait until I someday get a paypal account set up or come to MoCCA!
My interest in comics started at a young age, but it wasn’t until I was about about 18 that I really began to understand the full potential of the medium.
That was when I saw the documentary Crumb for the first time and had the artistic equivalent of a religious experience. My sketchbook quickly grew fat with ink that night as I frantically tried to comprehend the world that had just opened up before me. Robert Crumb’s relationship with drawing really resonated with me, and I’ve used his obsessive abilities as a barometer for my own output ever since.
As a self-important teenager, I also used to get girls to watch the documentary with me within the first few dates … my misguided theory was that if they liked it then they would like me. One girl seemed to think I was just into sick flicks and so she got me to watch Requiem for a Dream and The Ring upon the Blockbuster clerk’s recommendation.
Another girl eventually dumped me.
Yet another one married me. See? The system works!