I've been keeping this blog for two years, keeping it seriously since July, and I still feel like I don't know many of you and many of you don't know me. I'd love to create an opportunity to change that, so please introduce yourselves in the comments sections below, and if you have blogs, link em!
I'm Becca Hillburn. I'm from Luling, Louisiana, which is a very small town about 25 minutes outside of New Orleans. I've spent the majority of my recreational time in New Orleans, attended college at the University of New Orleans (getting a BA in Fine Arts and a minor in Earth and Environmental Sciences), and enjoying the music scene. I like dancing to swing and rockabilly, have seen GWAR live, and had beer spilled on me at an Andrew Bird show. My dad was an alcoholic, my brother had his bipolar episode in the 4th grade in the middle of the lunch room, I've lost boyfriends over my 'brother being crazy' (he isn't), my parents got divorced when I was 16, my dad quit drinking when I was 21 and didn't tell anyone he'd quit, he was diagnosed with lung cancer when I was 22, moved back in with my mom, and they got remarried. He died a week after my 23rd birthday, and I feel very blessed (yeah, I said it) to have gotten to chance to know my real father. Every time I smell cigerette smoke, I want to punch the smoker in the face and remind them of their mortality, but I've had people call me a liar about my own father's death, so I don't waste my breath. I haven't been the same since Dad died, and it gave me the courage to apply to the art school of my dreams. I moved to Savannah, GA a year ago to pursue my dream of becoming a comic artist (a dream I've had since I was about 13), and am a graduate student at the Savannah College of Art and Design. Before moving to Georgia, I was not what one would consider a 'southern belle', but that's how I introduce myself on SEQAlab every week. I like playing dressup, wear heels every day, and can manage to wear a dress without spilling ink on myself. I hate getting my hands dirty (it ruins the paper), like using mechanical pencils, and was obsessed with anime well into my 20's. I would like to be able to pay my bills with the profits from comics and commissions, but business is slow and a lack of respect for artists in general doesn't improve my rent-paying-situation . My apartment is not self cleaning, my food is not self cooking, and my clothes are not self washing. I may claim my life revolves around comics, but I enjoy a lot of hobbies, including sewing, crafting, updating this blog, and volunteering. I tend to adopt younger aspiring comic artists, and may be too opinionated. I claim to hate autobio comics, but really I only hate hipster autobio comics that revolve around getting drunk and never delve into deeper issues. I love fairytales, but I dislike romance novels, and I think Asimov's robot books are his strongest work, and I stand by this. I prefer Bradbury's prose to nearly any other author save Flannery O'Connor. People swear that I bake the best banana bread, but it's my grandmother's secret recipe, and I'm not at liberty to share it. This blog gets a lot of behind the scenes help, and I'm eternally grateful to my amazing contributors, including my fantastic tech guy who is the genius behind my website. I attend a lot of conventions, hear a lot of rejection, and struggle at improving my art every day. For the record- art doesn't just grow on trees, and ability isn't something everyone (myself included) is born with. A little love goes a long way.
I live with one cat- a Russian Blue named after David Bowie. Bow is a jerkcat who walks all over my comics like it ain't no thang, and he is a stray that managed to worm his way into my life. He is not my furbaby. He is my cat. Bowie likes long walks by the pond behind my apartment, wears a spiked collar, and is pretty stupid, but I love him anyway. He also loves chasing after and fetching jingly balls. He is on the fence about other cats- if he can harass 'em, he likes 'em, but he is not into dogs. While I like most dogs, I can't stand small yippee dogs as a rule (my ex's short haired pom is an exception) and I wish pug-pure-breeding would stop. I hate cutesy phrases like 'rescue animal' and 'fur baby', though I have been known to make my cat wear a SCAD tee-shirt on occasion. I have a leopard gecko named Cleo who is mostly active at night and has a fat little tail.
Like everyone who's pursuing a crazy dream, I realize there is some amount of risk involved, but the majority of risk involves being bored to death. My days are usually spent drawing or inking, and what little free time I have is frittered away by an addiction to the internet. Occasionally I read lifestyle blogs written by girls my age and sigh, it'd be nice to go out for the occasional drink at some local pub or to handcraft the bunting at my wedding, but I'm forgoing the pleasures of my twenties for a future in comics, and I feel like the tradeoff is worth it. This blog will never be a lifestyle blog- the life I and most comic artists live is pretty solitary and staid, we are amused by the infinite pleasures of Netflicks and socialize via tumblr and Twitter, and there is little glamorous about this. I am not polyamorous, I've never talked a guy into posing nude for me in an attempt at seduction, and the fact that a guy is an artist doesn't impress me romantically. I don't belong in galleries, I don't smoke, and I can't bs about my own work to save my life. I am pretty wysiwyg (what you see is what you get) and I don't pretend to be otherwise. I don't find myself to be photogenic, I don't like pictures of me floating about the internet, and I keep my hair short to keep it out of my comics.
So now you know the nit picky about me, why don't you tell me the nit picky about you?
Sunday, November 20, 2011
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Vigilante comic artist, illustrator, and comic craft blogger at www.nattosoup.blogspot.com. I have an MFA from SCAD in Sequential Art, which means I'm highly educated in the art of drawing funny picture books. I specialize in comics aimed at young girls, and enjoy the finer things in life- seinen manga, whiney autobio graphic novels, and science fiction.