Today would have been Jack Kirby’s birthday, were he still with us.
I kind of turn into a blithering idiot when I talk about Jack, so I’ll be careful. I get very emotional about him and his work even though I didn’t know him personally, or even respond to his art until I was an adult. When faced with the challenge of setting up this composition, I felt unequal to the task of drawing what Jack would draw, so I did what my four-year-old nephew would call “Drawing Energy.” Jack Kirby seems to stand for a lot, these days, but let’s all try to remember he was a human being with a family and a life too.
So, happy birthday, Jack Kirby. Thanks for comics.
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