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Issue 1



Baby and the Dog - Circa 1995:
This is a comic I drew many years ago when I was about 9 years old. I recently found it in the bottom of my wardrobe and thought I'd put it up here for people to see the origins of my art. Below the actual comic I give an analysis of its complex narrative. Title Frame:
As we can see in the title frame, this comic is called Baby and the Dog. It deals with a young boy and his complex (and quite abusive) relationship with his loyal pet dog. Below the title are drawings of what, to be honest, look like dead babies (and a dead dog), though the baby furthest to the left seems to be alive and playing some sort of trumpet (Or smoking crack. Who knows? It would probably explain the rest of the comic.)

Frame 1:
We see the baby of the title in his garden headbutting a pineapple (as all young children do). Meanwhile some alien pervert peeps over the fence and uses an X-Ray gun to look at his underpants. For some reason the top of the alien's head looks a bit like the top of a willy with a face drawn on. This was likely unintentional.

Frame 2:
By frame 2 I had obviously tired of my sci-fi subplot as we see the alien's ship zip away into the sky. This panel also introduces us to the dog, who catches the baby's pineapple in mid-air and eats it.

Frame 3:
A small bird in a tiny aeroplane flies around the dogs head and makes it dizzy (as demonstrated by its swirly eyes). The baby is holding something that looks like a noose. Surely it couldn't be...

Frame 4:
It is! The baby throws the noose around the dog and strangles it. I have no idea what this says about my childhood subconscious...

Frame 5:
Clearly upset, the owners dog notices her pet is now dead. Don't get attached though. This is her only appearance.

Frame 6:
There must be some sort of alien convention in town, because that night E.T. arrives and resurrects the dog. That was nice of him.

Frame 7:
The baby is sitting on the arm of a couch, apparently fishing, when the dog enters. Oddly enough, the baby seems delighted to see his victim is alive and well, and the dog doesn't look too angry either.

Frame 8:
The baby and the dog jump into a painting, and.... Well, that's pretty much it.

Frame 9:
It seems some time has passed and the baby and dog are now on holidays (as shown by the change of clothes and the dog's suitcases). The baby sees a roller-coaster and wants to ride on it.

Frame 10:
It seems this roller-coaster features a ramp-jump, but the ramp has been installed backwards. Two men argue about it as the baby and dog's cart flies around a loop.

Frame 11:
The cart crashes through the backwards ramp and off the roller-coaster. Where will out heroes land?

Frame 12:
In... a room full of suitcases apparently. The cart explodes in a ball of fire, throwing both baby and dog into nearby cases. It's been a long 12 panels (13 including the title), so the pair decide to take a well-deserved nap.

Frame 13:
Oh-no! The suitcases are being packed onto a plane! That rollercoaster must have been on the roof of an airport... or something.

Frame 14:
The baby and dog awaken and examine their surroundings. The baby seems to have changed back to his old t-shirt somewhere during the night.

Frame 15:
Oh-no! Not only are they on a plane; It's the wrong plane! Though where they are and where the right plane is going remain a mystery even to me.

Frame 16:
Apparently the wrong plane brought them to... The Sega factory... for some reason. I didn't even know console developers had airports. Anyway, the dog now has a nice jumper, but what's that at his feet? It looks like some sort of rocket.

Frame 17:
It is! The firework gets caught in his jumper and launches him into the sky as all he can do is cry out for help, but it's too late. Bet he regrets that daring fashion choice now...

Frame 18:
In the final panel the firework explodes, raining dog bits all over Sega HQ (Perhaps the trauma these events is what caused them all to go mad and make Sonic 3D). How does the baby cope with the (second) death of his loyal friend? We shall never know, as the fires of the explosion spell out "The End".

© Conor Lynch 2010