The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
And while I often drew a lot of gags that revolved around running, we never shied away from an active lifestyle in any climate. We dabbled in biking, skiing and more, and the kid’s frequent reluctance to step away from her gadgets usually rubbed up against her equally strong desire to explore the world through these kinds of crazy adventures.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
From holidays to travel to living in a vast multicultural country, the Kid grew up exposed to all sorts of curious traditions that gave her a rich childhood. It also made for interesting comedic fodder for her parents trying to keep up with her infinite curiosity about the eclectic world in which she lived.
So much of what I drew fell into the category of “parenting” because at it’s core the strip was about being a dad. What you may not have noticed (or maybe you did) was two things. My wife was never in the strip (by design) and she was and still is fine (prefers) that. And two, the kid character always spoke in lower case. It made me happy the first time a reader pointed that out because, yeah, it was on purpose.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
Personally, creatively and professionally I’ve always been a technology guy. The Kid benefited from an abundance of toys and games and gadgets in the house and it often led to interesting moments balancing parenting with the allure of distraction, media, the internet or otherwise.
So much of what I drew fell into the category of “parenting” because at it’s core the strip was about being a dad. What you may not have noticed (or maybe you did) was two things. My wife was never in the strip (by design) and she was and still is fine (prefers) that. And two, the kid character always spoke in lower case. It made me happy the first time a reader pointed that out because, yeah, it was on purpose.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
I never would have known it back when I was a kid, but I was destined to become a dance dad, the guy who drives his kid to dance lessons, recitals, competitions, and performances. It was a big part of our life, and I wrote and drew a lot of comics waiting in the lobby of a dance studio. Inspiration is sometimes just looking up from where you’re waiting for the kid’s class to be over, huh?
The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
My three panel black and white strips were published over the course of a mid-week posting spree, and through them I tried to tell a (still short) but longer arc story. For that reason you’ll see a (number) in the title because each is part of a trilogy of strips on the same topic. The topic was usually something interesting and relevant to what was going on in our life around that time including vacations, extra-curricular fun, or just around and about.
I never would have known it back when I was a kid, but I was destined to become a dance dad, the guy who drives his kid to dance lessons, recitals, competitions, and performances. It was a big part of our life, and I wrote and drew a lot of comics waiting in the lobby of a dance studio. Inspiration is sometimes just looking up from where you’re waiting for the kid’s class to be over, huh?
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
My three panel black and white strips were published over the course of a mid-week posting spree, and through them I tried to tell a (still short) but longer arc story. For that reason you’ll see a (number) in the title because each is part of a trilogy of strips on the same topic. The topic was usually something interesting and relevant to what was going on in our life around that time including vacations, extra-curricular fun, or just around and about.
I never would have known it back when I was a kid, but I was destined to become a dance dad, the guy who drives his kid to dance lessons, recitals, competitions, and performances. It was a big part of our life, and I wrote and drew a lot of comics waiting in the lobby of a dance studio. Inspiration is sometimes just looking up from where you’re waiting for the kid’s class to be over, huh?
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
My three panel black and white strips were published over the course of a mid-week posting spree, and through them I tried to tell a (still short) but longer arc story. For that reason you’ll see a (number) in the title because each is part of a trilogy of strips on the same topic. The topic was usually something interesting and relevant to what was going on in our life around that time including vacations, extra-curricular fun, or just around and about.
We’re not secret foodies, but raising a kid is sometimes about teaching them how to grow, cook and otherwise prepare food. Also, and maybe this is obvious, the title of the comic had an allusion to pastry in it, so… you know.
I never would have known it back when I was a kid, but I was destined to become a dance dad, the guy who drives his kid to dance lessons, recitals, competitions, and performances. It was a big part of our life, and I wrote and drew a lot of comics waiting in the lobby of a dance studio. Inspiration is sometimes just looking up from where you’re waiting for the kid’s class to be over, huh?
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
I never would have known it back when I was a kid, but I was destined to become a dance dad, the guy who drives his kid to dance lessons, recitals, competitions, and performances. It was a big part of our life, and I wrote and drew a lot of comics waiting in the lobby of a dance studio. Inspiration is sometimes just looking up from where you’re waiting for the kid’s class to be over, huh?
The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
And while I often drew a lot of gags that revolved around running, we never shied away from an active lifestyle in any climate. We dabbled in biking, skiing and more, and the kid’s frequent reluctance to step away from her gadgets usually rubbed up against her equally strong desire to explore the world through these kinds of crazy adventures.
So much of what I drew fell into the category of “parenting” because at it’s core the strip was about being a dad. What you may not have noticed (or maybe you did) was two things. My wife was never in the strip (by design) and she was and still is fine (prefers) that. And two, the kid character always spoke in lower case. It made me happy the first time a reader pointed that out because, yeah, it was on purpose.
If anything, since stopping my artistic work on this comic I have gotten more and more into music. But even back then the Kid was learning the piano and I was learning the violin, so there was a lot of musical learning going on at our house. It made for endless comedic stories.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
We’re not secret foodies, but raising a kid is sometimes about teaching them how to grow, cook and otherwise prepare food. Also, and maybe this is obvious, the title of the comic had an allusion to pastry in it, so… you know.
The four-panel format was my first and most used comic style, and it belies that fact that most of my audience was on Insta which (at the time) relied on square images. It was a great format and four squares is sometimes just the right amount to play around with a particular gag.
From holidays to travel to living in a vast multicultural country, the Kid grew up exposed to all sorts of curious traditions that gave her a rich childhood. It also made for interesting comedic fodder for her parents trying to keep up with her infinite curiosity about the eclectic world in which she lived.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
For as much as I tried to be a good dad, I was selfish about my running. It was my ticket to a bigger group of friends, a support team, and a healthier life that wasn’t me stuck at a desk doing work (or drawing comics) all the day long. Leaning into a sport and living a healthy life didn’t go unnoticed by the Kid tho, and she showed tons of curiosity about what I did when I disappeared out the front door with sneakers on.
Experimenting even more with the classic single panel strip, I occasionally tried my hand a wide format comic, usually when the scene or the moment or the joke dictated a bigger more expansive view of the setting to set the vibe. These panoramic comics were some of my favorites… but they were also a lot more work to illustrate.
You may have noticed some redundancy in the written content in these posts, particularly if you’ve been reading more than one or two of them. A couple years ago the original piday.ca site was hacked and lost… and I have had to rebuild it all from scratch. I had all the comics and art, but I have taken some shortcuts with a bulk content editor to try and give those comic strips as much context as I can.
