The Incredible Pariah!

Years and years ago, I drew a weekly comic that started out as goofy little gag strips—kind of silly, sometimes dark, a bit of potty humor mixed in. I was really influenced by Tony Millionaire and his Drinky Crow stuff, which was a bit offbeat. People seemed to enjoy it and I had a lot of fun making it. But eventually I started to experiment with the formula a bit.

I started drawing a comic called “Adventures of the Incredible Pariah.” Basically, it was just me. I drew myself sitting around at my desk, on the couch, doing nothing flashy. The whole point was that there was no punchline. It was intentionally deadpan. Sometimes the only “joke” was something only I really got. I just wanted to explore how it felt to put something personal out there, even if nobody else really got it.

So the Incredible Pariah was just me, in a comic, often alone. Maybe I’d get a text message, maybe the power would go out and I’d sit in the dark. The “action” was all super mundane. It was kind of meditative, just me dealing with being lonely or isolated, but in a way that felt safe because no one else quite understood it. It looked nice, but it was definitely for me more than anyone else.

It was one of my favorite things to draw because it was just honest and kind of weirdly comforting, even if it was just me sitting at a desk in comic form.

Return of Pariah!
Every once in a while I'll do a Pariah comic, usually when I'm struggling with something and need to visualize it. Today my pain is your pleasure, enjoy the latest Pariah comic!
