Emily Flake: Friday
The cat.
The cat.
Surgery on the studio.
It’s time to train.
Preparing a batch for The New Yorker.
Working from home, breakfast, a flurry of self-recrimination, then a trip to the dentist.
Fun with accents, some odd Kirby-ana, and one last look.
Strong cigars, long lines and a dazed artist as Angoulême marches on.
Taxation, tech snafus and a bit of home in the heart of Angoulême.
Our man arrives in Angoulême and discusses French superheroics.
Angouleme-bound, discovering petanque, T. Rex, French sushi and dreams.
Posters, juices, and other staples of life.
Tasty inventions and familial bonding.
Abstaining makes the heart grow (fonder).
Revisiting Pogo and Uncle Buck.
Waking up and scooting.
In which our diarist attends an international comics festival.
In which our diarist attempts to escape from New York.
In which our diarist witnesses a protest, and looks for a souvenir.
In which our diarist submits work to a magazine, goes drinking with fellow cartoonists, and attends a performance.
In which our diarist’s journey to Portugal via New York begins.
Quest complete.
Our hero goes for a dip.
A lesson in convention etiquete.
Our man settles into “the con.”