Ah, the tried and true comedy of saying something is the opposite of what appears. Such a simple premise but I still couldn't find the mark...hence the World's Biggest Nose actually being big.
By looking at this and the deeply unfortunate self portrait one might think I had some sort fascination with nostrils. But you'd be wrong.
This is Harold. He shows up in lots of my drawings of this era. Sometimes he's a person, sometimes he's a dinosaur...but mostly he's just a head (something I've long been guilty of). This illustration style stuck with me for quite a long time...though I'm really not sure why. Even more puzzling is why I found this funny. I was a weird kid.
I blame Johnny Hart.
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I blame Johnny Hart for a lot of things.
The nose one reminds me of a panel by Dan Clowes, based on a dream he had, that I find oddly disturbing. If I can ever get my new scanner working I'll scan it.
Is your handwriting the same as it was then?
When we were in Bronson's class together, did you 1st graders do cursive with us or were you doing something else at the time?
-J
It's actually much worse. Cursive caps were the first to go...and now it's all back to plain handwriting that gets harder and harder to read.
As for specifics of Mrs. Bronson's class...that's asking far too much of my limited memory. ;)
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