We took Elliot up to Santa Rosa yesterday to visit his very first museum: The Charles Schulz Museum. It was also the first time there for me and Alex – a waaaay overdue visit, considering the fact we both grew up on Peanuts and that Schulz was a major source of inspiration for me to get into cartooning. Still, it was special that we got to share this new experience together, even if Elliot is only ten months old and won't remember any of it!
Wandering around the museum and reacquainting myself with the ol' Peanuts gang felt like meeting up with very old friends. Seeing them, as well as the (recreated) studio where Schulz spent countless hours bringing them to life reminded me of my own group of friends that I created some years ago and use to write and draw about in a comic. I began to feel a little sad because I miss them all very much.
It's something I think about quite often these days. I have a great dayjob that I find incredibly rewarding, but I really do miss being able to tell my own story. And I feel being able to do that well requires more time and concentration than moonlighting will allow. At least that's the case for me – Elliot is still not the best sleeper at night. Luckily, I'm gradually finding time here and there to share these little snippet cartoons about my new adventures in family life.
Thank you again, Sparky, for the inspiration and the slight kick in the pants.