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my first comic book
When I was little, How and Why Wonder Books were like my fave thing. I read those from when I was three (when they first started being published) till I was about eleven, and I'm sure they were a major factor in cultivating my early enthusiasm for science.
I was peculiarly affected by this one:
which was a basic introduction to simple machines. One day, when I was seven, I decided [and I don't remember why I did] that I would turn these six devices into cartoon characters... which I did by slapping faces and limbs onto them, like so:
[Note: this is not a scan of my original work, it's a re-creation from memory.] And thus The Merry Machines were born.
I had a notebook wherein I started drawing stories about them. My memories of these stories are fragmentary and sketchy... I recall one where they had a rocketship and visited other planets, and another where they had a time machine (complete with a control lever labelled P-P-F for Past-Present-Future). They travelled back to see dinosaurs, and ahead to fly around Jetsony-looking buildings with jetpacks... I also remember that Wheel could pull his limbs in flat against his body and roll, Lever could spin that board on top of his head and fly like a helicopter, and Wedge could slice through things by taking a flying leap at them head first.
These were wordless stories -- not sure why, as I knew how to write by then, it's not like I couldn't have put words into these comics if I wanted to. So I suspect that they would've been hard for anyone else to read -- I knew what was happening, but that doesn't mean I had yet learned to draw things so that other people could understand what was happening without any words for guidance. (Pantomime comics are a skill!)
Still, my point is this: the comics in this notebook were multiple-page efforts designed to tell a story. These were not cartoon drawings, not comic strips -- this was a comic book. The very first comic book I ever made.
And recently I got thinking about it out of nowhere and realized that, as I said, I wrote and drew it when I was seven. That was in 1964. Which means...
... I have been writing and drawing comic books for fifty years. Huh.
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