After being thoroughly stalked by this French speaking anomaly, after browsing his blog, I was convinced into having a few drinks and drawing him his very own doodle. It turns out that he was, in fact, a very nice gentleman. He even whored out my work to his readership without any prompting on my part.
While I’m not usually one to showcase other people’s work, with the previous exceptions of Pretty Scary and Vosky (both of which I was also creatively involved in), I had to make an exception since he was so very nice to me. You can find him at A Clown On Fire. And, if you happen to be monolingual and worried, most of it is in English. I recommend going through some of his earlier posts this month too, since he posts so frequently. Give it a read through and then give him some feedback, unless you think it’s awful- in which case you can give me the feedback and I’ll soften the blow for him. The worst case scenario is that you can just enjoy the picture I made for him.
The reason I came across him in the first place was because of how intrigued I was by his blog’s name. “Like a clown on fire” is a term I would use to refer to any genuinely funny person that hit a point of relentless self destructive behavior. Speaking of which, I also found this bizarre comic that I had drawn several years ago. Like some of my current work, and most of my early stuff, it’s a true story and comes sans the normal panels and frames. It’s also a little sad but those were mostly different times for me. I’m not sure if I ever posted it so here it is now– I’ll have another post up very soon and even got my arm twisted enough to do a Cat Lover’s Diary this weekend, but until then…
Like a clown on fire indeed.