This is me… from the beginning of my senior year in high school to this morning. There are a few gaps in the series – 1993, 1994, 1996, 1997, 1998 and oddly 2002 are missing. I could probably fill those gaps with something if I looked hard, but what you see are the “official” portraits of those years. Time flies… click on the image to see a bigger version.
I want to keep Bob and Squirrelosophy as vibrant as possible. To do that, I need breathing room. Breathing room where I don’t have to worry about taking a paying gig over putting a bit more time into a Sunday panel or an extra Squirrelosophy panel, or if I just feel the need to do some video and need a piece of equipment.
I’ve had Bob on Patreon since January of this year. Currently, I have 12 wonderful patrons willing to donate their hard earned money to something they think is special and worthy of their support. I cannot begin to tell you how humbled and wonderful that makes me feel. Every little bit helps and is appreciated.
Bob isn’t going anywhere. You as a fan can expect the same quality as always. But with your support through Patreon, Bob can grow. You will be a Patron of the arts! And, as a patron, you will get benefits that others do not. Cool stuff. Really cool stuff… and stuff that’s so cool I haven’t even thought of it yet. The more support, the more cool.
Check out the Bob Patreon page when you can. There is absolutely no pressure to commit.
I thought I would do something a bit different… and possibly turn it into a semi-regular thing… I call it: Review Your Old Stuff: Self-critique that can be objective because of the passing of time.
Please let me know if you dig this sort of thing. I’m in the midst of a user-friendly re-vamp of the site and content.
So, way, WAY back in 2002, this is what Bob looked like. This is what I looked like too. This strip in particular was first published on December 22, 2002.
Where do I begin? Obviously, I was growing a full beard. Obviously, I hadn’t had my hair cut in a while. Obviously, I was still wearing the t-shirts I had printed up with my head on them… merchandise remnant of a failed comic strip I did called “Spare Parts”. When I have the stomach for it, I’ll dig some of those out and post them.