Route 22
Last night and tonight I first read time (all together, straight) Comic album ( Route 22) we did with Nacha. She says she is our daughter, took nine months for the Viñetazo and other short stories in between.
I've read two nights, run, slow, and something that almost never happens, I'm almost satisfied with the story, if not tell me that the story is good. Perhaps then you should not write anything again. Like when I painted four paintings in acrylic that I liked and I did not paint more, surely would have done broken above. None have been as well.
really do not know if I'm satisfied with the story or is that the story makes me shit every time I read it. Although only part of the real story is the character, Mark, I am. Nacha me and I drew the story ends like that dying trip to Bahia Blanca in 2008, when Aunt Lily was dying.
Nacha asked me to make a dash to the end of 2009, and in 2010, after speaking by telephone, or send mail, we met in El Ateneo (of course she asked for a beer). Still remember that I escaped a few tears when he told the story she thought she could be.
I had asked if it must have been by mail, that kind of history you'd like and she said that as 35 Ford, a story he had written in my blog and corresponds well with episode two of Route 22.
That would be the first episode, drawing Nacha again with a different style less plastic, more from Cartoon and plastic, between the sketch and the finished (that's your style) ... he was going to be the first episode ended up being the last.
is a sad story, for me at least. Every time I read ended weeping. If I am the person might say, as I read somewhere, a useless life. "I weep for all that I remembered on that journey dying and / or my life has been a useless life? would be pretentious to say that was helpful. "At the end of any life is out useful ...?
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