I’m not sure how anyone makes a living as a cartoonist like I used to. I paid a mortgage from it and all that other stuff. These days it seems that no one wants to pay for anything for this sort of stuff any more. Perhaps it’s just one of those days when I just wonder wether it’s worth putting pen to paper.
One of the best cures for this is to shuffle paper.
Get the old stuff out and chuck away those ideas that embarrass you. So, I’m not in the mood for ideas but I can at least look at previous incarnations when I was.
Someone once asked me if I used to laugh when I was working. In a way I never thought of drawing cartoons as work, at least not the ones where they were all my idea. The answer was “Yes, I do”, sometimes just silently to myself and for anyone else in the room it would seem like I was either laughing or crying, or starting a cold.
So here I am at the desk and I’ve done some shuffling and this little idea popped out that I must have drawn years ago, it’s not even finished, just an idea put on paper.
Did I laugh at it? Yes I did. I’m encouraged to go on.
