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Blog - Cosmos: Old School (2000) - part eight

Cosmos: Old School (2000) - part eight

by Cartoonist_at_Large

By this stage of the game - being firmly entrenched at Auckland University, and with assignments of all sorts demanding their fair share of time - Cosmos was
primarily being presented in black-and-white, with only the odd Sunday strip making with the CMYK spectrum, when I had the time to break out the coloured pencils.
Not that there was anything wrong with the other stuff, of course:



Above: It’s the first appearance of.... Me! Not that you could tell, of course, given my burial beneath the rubble of that dislodged Cosmos logo. Still, this was
my continuation of a tradition common to many comic strips over the years: having cartoon versions of the creator/s show up in their own strip, interacting with / being
pestered by their characters. I don’t draw myself into proceedings that often, though, because - of course - my ego isn’t THAT huge. There’s Macy’s peace badge
back again, but.... What’s with the Angelina Jolie lips?! Freaky.



Top: The best-laid plans of Gene.... 10/10 for originality, 1/10 for execution, old chap.
Bottom: Want to smell like an old-school newspaper comic strip section, or a silver age comic book? Ax Maxwell, chemist extraordinaire has you covered.
No idea how many bottles of the stuff he sold, but I imagine his profit margins would have been.... considerable.



Top: Ironically, Cosmos is probably 900% more eco-friendly than Earth is, and likely wouldn’t even HAVE any ozone hole problems, but....
oh well. I wanted to do social commentary, I guess.
Bottom: The Big Bob corporate empire returns! It’s scary to wonder just how many fingers he has in how many pies, given that he seems to have
a portfolio for just about every conceivable consumer business out there....



Top: Wow, Gene doesn’t even have to say anything to be hilarious - here’s one facet of comic strip physics on display....
Bottom: And here is another! This is certainly a.... creative solution to extorting movie tickets out of your parents, I have to say. One has to wonder exactly what
cartoon characters are made out of  to allow their anatomy to be dismantled / altered / mangled / rearranged in such a fashion - bring on my next masters thesis!

TO BE CONTINUED....