Here’s a collection of comics I drew for Westchester’s River Journal, starting with the latest strip appearing in this month’s issue! This strip is called I’m New Here and it’s written from the perspective of someone new to living in the burbs. However, during COVID it sort of thematically morphed into more of a pandemic comic, albeit with a bit of a suburban feel. Normally I post a brand new strip on Monday or Tuesday night but sometimes quarantine living just sucks the inspiration out of you. Glad I’ve got a bunch of other strips lying around!
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Tagged depressed, depression, irvington, new york, NYC, pandemic, parenthood, parenting, quarantine, sleepyhollow, tarrytown, westchester, wfh
This new Dustinand comicis about how hard it is to WFH while taking care of your kids. Or really, while home schooling your kids. And boy, second grade math sure has changed! You know, I went to a specialized math and science high school for the top nerds in NYC, I did pretty well on my SATs, and even I have to read my 8-year-old’s math questions multiple times before I can even try to explain how he should be answering them. I’m sure there is a science to all of this, but man, it ain’t easy. And I have a job.
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Tagged corona, corona virus, covid-19, dad, dad life, fatherhood, kids, math, parenthood, parenting, quarantine, school, wfh, work
I was lazy on Father’s Day and didn’t feel like drawing comics, so I dug out these masterpieces. Honestly, I could spend days going through my old college textbooks. They are so intricate in their doodles and little jokes… I wonder how I was inspired to work so hard at not doing what I was supposed to be doing. Maybe class is just that boring. Maybe that’s how I learn. I was actually a pretty decent student. Not always A but not too far from it. Solid B+ for sure. Sometimes A if I really cared. It was hard to care though. School… you know, it can be interesting with the right teacher/professor, but so often it felt like being forced to sit in a room for no reason. It really could be torturous at times.
I did have some great teachers though. And once I took a course called The History of Sequential Art. AKA comics. A class about comics! Amazing. Believe it or not, the guy teaching the class (grad student) probably taught me more about writing college papers than anyone else. We were all freshman and we gave in our first papers and he handed them all back and said they were too bad to grade, and he spent a whole class explaining what a college paper really should be. Nice guy. I wonder what he’s doing now.
But yeah, anyway, my notes are ridiculous and there are zillions of hidden gems in them — jokes and drawings — so maybe I’ll edit it down and publish some highlights one day. High five.
A wise man named Old Dirty Bastard once said “Wu-Tang is for the children.” And that’s how I feel about this week’s Dustinland comic. When you’re a kid, the bad shit that happens to you feels awful. Humiliating. The worst. You feel like you want to die. Like things will never change. Never get better. But you know what? Then one day you’re an adult with a normal life. And some of those things that seemed so horrible back then actually seem funny now. Not everything, but some of it. And even the worst of it (and I’m just talking regular school problems, not child abuse or other serious trauma that requires therapy) will be so far behind you, it’s almost like it never happened. So grin and bear it kids. I know childhood can suck sometimes, but this nice thing is, you can get older, leave all those douche bags you hate behind and totally reinvent yourself into exactly who you want to be. And then you can get a job and get married and have completely different things to complain about.