There’s duality in the comic world between fun and seriousness, a childlike way of looking at things and an adult way of looking at things. One thing that continuously amazes me about the comic realm is its appeal to a huge demographic, ages 6 to 600. I think this is because the imaginative quality we all seem to lose a bit when we mature is fully present in the comics page; in turn, presenting a scenario kids can relate to and a feeling adults yearn for. There’s no doubt in my mind that it takes hour upon hours of blood, sweat and tears for the comic strip creators to a capture this brilliant dichotomy, creating something that can appeal to all ages, but this imagination is the element that makes comics strips work.
I spent the weekend with my cousins (ages 8 and 10), and the more time we spent together, the more I started to envy them. Firstly, because I know they must be in cahoots with the Energizer Bunny, and secondly, because I’m jealous of their vivid, wild imaginations. I began to reflect on the days when my imaginary pony friends kept me entertained for hours, the days when I had no mental filter to inhibit me from thinking or saying the darndest things. Then I started thinking about how ingenious some aspects of my work would be today if I still had the ability to imagine and pretend like I did when I was 6.
Not only is this imagination seen in the work of the creator. It’s seen in their characters….
Calvin is the king of imagination. Calvin and Hobbes:
Snoopy is full of imagination when it comes to fighting the Red Baron. Peanuts:
Mark Tatulli is so imaginative that Lio’s imagination has an imagination of its own:
Where did your imagination take you when you were little? Comment on this blog post and let us know.