Valentine's Day: Browse The Strips

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Lynn's Comments: Even kids know the art of subtle expression. The way we make eye contact, the way we stand and speak and gesture, are all ways of communicating the way we really feel. Something as simple as watching someone open an envelope, conveys a state of mind. Adults have to be careful... kids are as sensitive to these things as we are!

Friday, February 15, 2013

Lynn's Comments: Writing a series of strips about Valentine's Day brought back so many memories. In grade two, my girlfriends and I thought the boys in our grade were SO immature!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Lynn's Comments: I don't think schools go for the "give everyone in the class a valentine" any more--and I think it's for the best. Some kids in my elementary classes never got or gave valentines because their folks couldn't afford the bags of pre-cut cards. We couldn't either, but my folks always bought them because they wanted to spare us the humiliation of having nothing to give.

Friday, February 14, 2014

Lynn's Comments: My mom made the best cookies in the world. Her decorated sugar cookies could have won prizes for flavour and design. I haven't mastered her wonderful skill--because I just don't have the patience. Or, maybe it's just hard to see a work of art chewed up and swallowed!

Monday, February 8, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Years ago, I had the fun of touring American Greetings with Tom Wilson who did the comic panel "Ziggy" (His son, Tom Jr., continues it today). There were many artists, mostly women, working at drafting tables and in offices all coming up with ways to say "I love you," "I care," "Sorry you're sick," and so on. It was an impressive and dedicated team of talented people.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Lynn's Comments: There always has to be a villain and I created Melody Morrison in opposition to Elizabeth. Again, I thought Melody would play a larger role, but it was hard for me to make a character all bad! To me, there is good in everyone and when you show both sides, you've got a character that demands the spotlight. I had no room to add more characters.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I can't say it enough: If it wasn't for my teachers, I'd have been a lost soul. I owe so much to the men and women who gave me challenges and encouragement, and materials to work with. Most of all they gave confidence and a real sense of worth.

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Lately, I have been seeing friends I knew in elementary school. We talk endlessly about our childhood friends and the many instances, which are unforgettable. I remember standing next to kids I really wanted to talk to, apologize to or befriend--but I just didn't know how.

Monday February 12, 2018

Lynn's Comments: I confess…I have purchased my share of dumb, gross, stupid and downright insulting greeting cards. My philosophy is: "If it’s funny, it’s fine."

Thursday February 15, 2018

Lynn's Comments: I remember being a go-between for a girlfriend and the guy she liked. I remember wondering what in the world she saw in him. We were in third grade and already she was talking about marriage. With memories like this, I don't dismiss the thoughts and feelings of "little kids." You're never too young or too old to fall in love!

Wednesday February 13, 2019

Lynn's Comments: My mother would drive my friends and me to school dances. We'd cringe in the back seat, hoping we wouldn't be seen. With great understanding, my mom would drop us off a block away from the school so we could walk, unaccompanied, by a "rent." Whatever rifts came between us, she could also be totally cool.

Saturday February 16, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Our aperitif of choice was a disgusting, cheap, and very sweet wine called "Berrycup." It was the first to come in a gallon plastic jug with a spigot on the side. Guys who were "of drinking age" would hang around the liquor stores waiting for us under-agers to show up with enough cash to score them a bottle and something for ourselves. Berrycup: The wine you can share, the hangover you can depend on.

Thursday February 21, 2019

Lynn's Comments: This didn’t happen to me until I had graduated and was in art school…but it happened. Disposing of one's lunch in a public space is never gracious, but we all seem to need this experience. Mine happened in Stanley Park near the zoo—an appropriate location.