Dudeman started out as experiments in doodling probably around 1989 or so.
At this time, the only people who had ever heard of it were my family and a
few of my stoner friends. I was encouraged to pursue the vocation, but I
couldn't think of much funny to say, and while some of those attempts are
lost to the fickle winds of time, I still have most of the original regurgitations,
a stack of about 50 episodes on 4x6 notepaper of various hues, in search of the
wit that seems almost within my grasp presently.
Around 1993 or so, I drew about a dozen or so 8x8 episodes, the first version of the origin story.
My printing was widely regarded as mostly unintelligible, but the drawings were well received,
among the handful of people that I showed them to, and all/most survive today in the form of
my current go-to clipart library, which was scanned and ultimately colorized in Corel,
because I had a computer now, but little else to do with my existence. Thus, destiny
required that I embark on a several year mission, averaging about one comic per day
from 2005 thru 2010. Try to imagine 1700 pages of psychotic ramblings, in 8-point font
(about 7 small textbooks). Obsessed fans may peruse this embodiment of a manifesto
slash tome at their inimitable leisure, tentatively entitled: "The Tale of Lost Books."
I was briefly published, by a community college newspaper, around 1998,
and I still have several copies, in my treasure chest, buried in a deep hole
under my basement stairs, along with my first bathing suit, and a math trophy
I won in middle school. No one since has seemed remotely interested, but I remain hopeful,
cuz my parents always seemed to act as if my life had a purpose, and I wouldn't want to
disappoint them any further.
The current incarnation arose when I took a Photoshop class, and discovered it was possible
to resurrect/reimagine the legend. Spring break 2017 had me addicted to finding my own
raving thoughts amusing again, so I spiffed up the webpage, and now you're here reading this,
so something must have worked. If you really want to make my day,
drop me a line
describing your experience, and how you wish it had gone instead.
I'm at a stage in my life where I am known to occasionally
listen to reason. Thank you for your kind attention.