From my previous career as a ray of sunshine
I drew this in 2010 and had it made into postcards for zine-related correspondence and thank-you notes. When you make zines and comics about yourself, you can get away with putting a picture of yourself on almost any stationery item, and I should know, because I have done that for years. I made these postcards, and then I used them and mostly forgot about them until I found a small stack in the back of a box this morning while I was home sick and rummaging around in my studio.
I haven’t been feeling like a wielder of rays of sunshine lately, to the point that when I pulled this from the box I was all The heck? When did I draw this? like I was seeing someone I barely recognized from running into them at the supermarket or around the neighborhood once or twice—familiar, yet ultimately a stranger. That is a sad thing, to not recognize a drawing of yourself (granted, a couple of hairstyles ago), grinning wildly and holding a sunshine on a stick. Blame a sore throat, too much work, or general malaise, whatever: it’s a bummer.
Being a little under the weather (pun… intended?), I’m not ready to commit to full-fledged sunshine-wielding at the moment, but it feels like a nice thing to aspire to in the coming months. I can see it becoming part of my summer wardrobe, like all the cotton dresses I’ve been pressing and hemming in the past few weeks. Come the next warmish day, I’ll be doling out sunbeams like crazy.