

I was searching for a lousy ballpoint pen illustration of "Superboy" from 1963 that I was telling my friends at work about since we were on the subject of early crap we'd all produced, when I came across this "gem".
This is the first editorial illustration I ever had published. I was in my 20's, and I wanted to be a musician. So to make ends meet I took a job doing layouts for a local newspaper publisher. The job was undemanding and it paid enough to fund my slack-ass lifestyle until my band was signed to a record label and the grammy awards started rolling in.
That was the plan.
One night while I was laying out a page my publisher asked me to do an illustration for an article. A front page article! Their freelance editorial Illustrator was unavailable. I'm guessing the last check they gave her "bounced". They were notorious for handing out rubber checks. I tried to act like it was no big deal and sat at a reporter's desk, sweating my then-skinny ass off- and knocked this "beauty" out in twenty minutes. I can still remember doing it- thirty years later! I did the under drawings with a non-photo blue marker pen, and by some miracle I found an unclogged, full rapidograph, and I was on my way!
A day or two later I got to see the printed article and I was "hooked".
It's true: You never forget your first time.