The image above is a small watercolor of Gravagna. I gave the original as a wedding gift for my friends Federica and Stephano who were married this past weekend in Gravagna. In a village this small a wedding is a particularly grand occasion. The last wedding here was ten years ago.
And while we're on the subject of husbands and wives, here is a small True Dad Story about a chance conversation on a train...
This comic is a bit lumpy, I know. It reads like the opening to a longer story and then sort of drops off.
Journal comics, or autobiographical comics, are a challenge to write. Do you err on the side of the "punch line" or on the side of strict adherence to the truth? The conversation above took place in Italian, a secondary language for both myself and the man I was speaking with. I almost didn't post this comic because it was difficult to get "right" (and I'm still not sure I did), but I figured when someone sees all your kids and assumes that you might have two or more (simultaneous) wives, well, that's a True Dad Story if ever there was one...
