Two things you should know about Pamo. First is she loves to spout cliches. She simply can’t help herself- the words just pour out of her mouth. And second, Pamo is very sensitive. She takes comments to heart and her feelings reside close to the surface. Fortunately, Pamo’s anger resolves almost as quickly as it flares.
This past week was a busy one for Jeff and I. Life is like that for most of us- you toddle along managing just fine then BOING! BANG! BAM! your schedule fills like it’s been hit by a militia of mad marching ants.
My real life began to mirror my cartoon story as I tried to keep my upbeat attitude intact. Mid week, I asked for Jeff’s input on the final punch line of the above cartoon. He looked at the comic for several beats too long, then said, “Do you want this to be funny?”
I lost it. My only defense is that I was tired from the metaphorical line of ants marching around my psyche.
Much like cartoon Pamo, steam furled out of my head, my brows arched up into a severe “V” and my mouth contorted into a snake of fume. I snatched the comic from Jeff’s unsuspecting hands and banned him from further collaboration. We had words. We had more words. And finally, we had chocolate.
I’m happy to say that Jeff laughed when he read the final colored version so all is well. I suppose it’s part of being an artist- walking that fine line between asking for and accepting feedback. Perhaps this is why, in my unscientific opinion, so many artists require chocolate.
The month of Pamo continues on Thursday.
Until next toon,