Babbling Point

revamped and remixed

Don't you just love this rendition of the B72 girls. From the top, that's Kupcake, Pammy, and Kadi (and Kadi's little shadow-creatures).

This is another pin-up by Ian Sta. Maria, who seems to be on a drawing-streak these days. (Not that I'm complaining.) I'm just trying to time it right and ask him to do a whole comic book.

The funny thing is, I've been trying to write this new story about the band, but other things come out. I mean, I sit down intending to write something about Kupcake and the barkada, but something like a new ghost story ends up on the page. Very strange, indeed.

Maybe I need to watch a Color It Red gig to help me figure out what I need to tell. (It's been more than a year since I've seen Cooky and the band on-stage.)

I want to write it, but it's not coming out. It's like some weirdo dry-spell when it comes to writing about the band.

I hope to have something before the KOMIKON. If not, I plan to bundle the three issues of BATCH72 with this 20-page teaser we did back in 1996 (or what it 97?). Or I could re-Risograph that 40-pager we released before. But it'll feel like I'm just reheating old stuff (although it would be new to some people out there). I want to be able to offer something new for the Komikon. I must have something new!

How about "The Art of Batch72" and it'll just have pin-ups? hehehe :-)

Well, we've got a month before the Komikon. Nothing like a deadline to inspire you to finish (and start) something.

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