I have it on good authority that this Boston vacation actually took place 20-odd years ago. (Yes, I’m sure You Know Who is still being paid for it).
If Zeus and Thor were real, Mommy’d be ecstatic in 3…2…1…
(Does it count if it’s in a cave?)
Fashionista Dolly (she who does NOT rock the little black dress in the middle of summer…at the playground, no less) starts ragging on PJ’s clothing, only to turn on poor old Jeffy…
Or, judging from the last panel, Hobo Fever?
In either case, it’s not often one sees corpses scatter willy-nilly in the comics:
…but let’s just bask in the here and now of it all.
Be professional!
I admire cartoonists/illustrators/artists who can produce work on a very constant, rigorous schedule — it can’t be easy, particularly when one is cartooning less and illustrating more (like most of the folks who work on serial comics like Mary Worth, Rex Morgan, etc.).
But gee whiz, take a step back and LOOK at your work. Mis-sized heads set at weird angles make an interesting scene laughable. (aka, Where can I buy a Lu Ann bobble-head?).
And while the Keanes have been phoning it in for some time, there’s some real artistry here and a sense of movement, muscle tension and orientation between two bodies. Unfortunately, there’s an innate creepiness with Daddy holding a resistant Dolly (kind of looks like our cat Tobu when she sees the nail clippers…).
(Yes, our red-slider Tank Girl would be miffed by Jeffy’s turn as a junior Mark Trail Forest Friend.)
