Backstory:
The anti-smoking site thetruth.org or whatever they're called
decided to run a neat little ad campaign exhorting impressionable
young people to go into stores and rip all the cigarette ads out of
magazines. No joke -- and it led me first to the little disclaimer
at the bottom of the ad. If you do it to something you own, it's not
vandalism, kids! (And besides, if you buy the magazine, you've just
indirectly supported the ads.)
Then
I decided to make the statement about the campaign being funded by
the tobacco dudes themselves, and used a picture of Margot Kidder
to better illustrate the identity crisis thing. I should've used a
better picture, or at least one that resized without all that annoying
JPEG artifact crud. I'm sorry.
And
I'm also sorry it was the last official Catatonic Comix thing released
to the public. I'm sure I could have gone out on a much higher note
had I actually known I was ending it, but in March of 2002 I was involved
in a crummy move and a new temp job and I failed to notice catatonic-comix.com
was up for renewal. (My email address with the registrar was no longer
valid so I didn't get the notices. Yeah, my fault.) And one day someone
said "Hey, you know, I tried to go to your site today and when
did you start hosting porn?"
Turns
out the domain had been ganked and squatted upon by a ransom firm
that specialized in bullshit, useless portal sites on the domain they
expect the original owners to pay the big bucks to recover. I thought
of yelling, I thought of screaming, but I thought better of it. I
mean, had I been a bit more enthusiastic and attentive about the continuation
of the project I'd have paid more attention to domain expiration dates
and all that.
So
on that dignified note, Catatonic Comix faded into history, done in
by unscrupulous brokers and an admittedly unknowing idiot who liked
atrophy more than anything. I don't regret doing it, not at all; I
had the most fun working on it, really. I learned a lot of production
lessons and I learned how to hone down an artform like the four panel
joke with comedy third beat panel and dual punchlines. Wow, it really
sounds like I know what I'm talking about here!
What
I didn't learn was how to really keep a good deadline. But I've never
been good with that.
Every
now and then I entertain the notion of starting up again, but honestly,
it just ain't the same without the domain (said domain has since been
picked up by another squatting company, and I tried real hard
this time around to get it, and was still beaten out.) Besides, I
have several newish projects that get updated as sporadically as it
is, and I don't want to stretch myself out that thin and not leave
time for, say, Massively Multiplayer Online Roleplaying Games.
And
it's sad, really -- just looking through the stuff now for the purposes
of commentary, I kept surprising myself with the laughs I was giving
myself. I'd forgotten "Koala Ascending" and of "Ionesco
for Kids", I only remembered how annoying it was to have to find
all those puppet pictures. I'd forgotten the finished product in the
midst of remembering how they got that way. And truth be told, I'm
kinda sad I'm not coming up with steady, weekly forms of humor cause
that was how you keep in shape and practice. I miss it all.
I
just take solace in the fact that but for a brief, shining second,
we had Catatonic.