A Waste of Time

The next couple of posts I want to do are part of a series of drawings I’ve started of various guys that have been in my life in one way or another.  I’m not gonna specify what, “in my life,” means, because it means something different for each of them.  This series of drawings is, in turn, part of what I’d like to include in my next single issue, “It’s Like Heaven,” depending on how the final piece works out.  That comic is planned to have two long-ish stories, and then some short pieces on connected themes.  The two longer stories are about relationships, boy troubles, etc., all that stuff that autobiographical cartoonists love to go on (And on, and on) about, and they could be construed as being pretty cynical, so I want to follow them with a section of these drawings.  I’d like to start the section off with the a quote from the Bob Dylan song Mississippi: “But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free/ I’ve got nothin’ but affection for all those who’ve sailed with me.”  The drawings are all of people that I have or have had affectionate feelings toward, and I think that you can tell something about my feelings toward each of them through the drawings.

The particular drawing above is of somebody that not much ever happened with, besides me having something of a crush on him.

The point is just to say something in a non-verbal way regarding my sum feelings about my experiences with the same sex, and to let people take away what they will from how I’ve chosen to draw the people I picked, and so of course here I am spending quite a few words explaining it.  So it goes.