Before then, I’ve already been to several countries with my parents. We traveled around the world. I got a terrible fever in Singapore. I drew a comic book with Spider-Man and Ninja Turtles in Antalya. Rode a bike with a large number four printed up front in Paris; it had three wheels. None of these really count as leaving home alone, because I wasn’t. My parents where always with me; even when I was lost in Cyprus.

Then, in middle school I wanted to stop taking the bus to school and take a train, then a boat. Best memories of my entire life, were on those train rides and boat voyages. Outside, there was always a bone chilling cold breeze. Inside, was a whole another experience. Everyone was tightly packed in these large rooms. It was always full. Everything was always full back in Turkey. The boats, The trains, The buses. In the boats, in the morning, they would turn on the heater that stank. People stank. Breath and sweat was in the air. The chilling cold air outside was always the better choice.

The trains were another story. We would jump on them illegally, so we didn’t have to pay. We also had to sneak around the crowd and the wagons to avoid the man in the dark blue uniform.

His job was to check people’s tickets. And, we never had those. Never bought them anyway. Sometimes and old man would give us his and we would sneak around solo and passed that one ticket around as we all got checked. I think he always knew what was really going on and didn’t care.

Now, I drive. I just go outside my house and go to work.

I used to drive up and down a mountain. That was really fun. In fact, that’s the road where I learned how to drive a car. 74 Highway. Two lane road where tourists would be too afraid to drive or take the turnouts. Sometimes, people flew off that road. Sometimes, there was a gang of bikers.

I don’t live there anymore. I live in a place with only one, small hill. Not on the way to work. But every once in a while I take that road and as long as there’s a curvy road that takes me home, I’m happy.

So, here is a cowboy, a tank, and some medieval tanks. That’s where these people live – the future.

hmmm, sugarplums.

Take the wires from my back, lift me up and show me the road.

I can’t do anything alone.

I want a daughter while I’m still young.

Slowly the knot is untied.

Winston and Julia

The very beginning of the comic is somewhat outdated now. I do think it’s nice to see the progress I’ve made over the years. Look at the original sketch of the cover of the comic book

Now, it looks like this:

I started drawing SPINE in November 6th, 2009. That’s not completely accurate. I drew SPINE before, but it wasn’t in the context of this comic book. At first, she was going to be my side-kick in Stop The Rain, then she showed up at the end of Merry Go Round. Now, finally, she has her comic.
Let’s get back to the topic. I will be updating the first two chapters, so they don’t look like balls when compared to chapter 3 side by side. I had to do the same thing for Merry Go Round and Stop The Rain. I go back to the beginning of the book, update the drawings, change the dialogue and move the story around. Nothing is final until it’s in hard cover, right? Here’s a tiny sample of things to come. The finished version will only be available via Graphicly.

Does anyone recognize those numbers?