Today in the library, while I was clearing up stray books and pushing in wayward chairs, I saw an elementary aged youngster completely blown away by the awesome strength of superheroes. I was never into superhero comics when I was young. The only comics I got into before college were Asterix and Obelix, Calvin and Hobbes, and The Far Side. I don't know that I'll ever geek out on Superman or the X-Men.
That having been said, I was happy to see a kid getting so much enjoyment out of a comic book. Is it silly to hope that maybe he was looking at a comic for the first time? Was I privy to a pivotal moment that will influence this kid's reading habits, activities, social interactions, and ambitions for the rest of his childhood? Young adulthood? This kid, comics, and fantastic stories til death do them part?
I have a long way to go before I can inspire children to become president and/or destroy evil. I'm still figuring out how to use a paintbrush.
As you can see below, my concept of the triad color scheme is a few shades too red in the orange department. The result is hideous. Luckily this creature doesn't have any eyes with which to witness this visual blasphemy.
Here is a computer rendition of what the creature will look like once the eyes have been painted on. The wonders of modern technology:
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