Ever since my cosmic twin disappeared, nothing makes sense anymore. Friends, work, life—well, you get the picture. For all of five minutes I thought therapy might be the answer. But then I remembered: I'm a cartoonist.
Ever since my cosmic twin disappeared, nothing makes sense anymore. Friends, work, life—well, you get the picture. For all of five minutes I thought therapy might be the answer. But then I remembered: I’m a cartoonist. Why waste a skilled professional’s time when I could just spend 10 years of my life making an autobiographical comic and call it a “voyage of self-discovery”? So here it is: the opening chapter of my life. It’s 1985 in a small Quebec town called Notre-Dame du Lac. We’re going to get to know a little girl who enjoys chatting with the forest (that’s me!), a younger brother with demonic tendencies, a tyrannical older brother, and two marvelous parents who may or may not be aliens.