The story of this book is about a “teenage wizard adventurer trying to get home from a far away sci-fi bunker.” You can embrace the story or just accept Farel’s comics as these little moments. He creates multi-dimensional environs and moments. He draws the way a child draws, but if that child drew beautifully. Farel makes the kind of work that makes you immediately want to start drawing. The comic presents some of the most beautiful, inviting, and exciting pages that I’ve seen in years. I find it very difficult to follow the story of Proxima Centauri because I have been perma-stoned for the last couple of years, but I also do not mind that I don’t know what’s going on, because I have been perma-stoned for the last couple of years. Most recently Farel wrote and drew a series for Image Comics called Proxima Centauri, which serves as a sequel to The Wrenchies.
You can do your own research if you want a complete Farel Dalrymple archive. I’m leaving out some of the comics he’s made, just mentioning my personal highlights. Some of the same strange people and artists that lurked around Alt.Coffee would appear in this comic.Ī few years ago he made a very fun graphic novel called The Wrenchies which was about a bunch of gangs of teenagers in a dystopic future.
His first mature work was a series called Pop Gun War about a little black boy with angel wings who flew around a fantasy version of Brooklyn and Lower Manhattan. I don’t think he was still an ardent church goer by the time I met him, but I think that much like punk, Christianity is a great thing to experience but not get stuck in. After a few years of friendship he gave me a copy of his first published comic, a 3D Christian comic called Behold 3D. Farel grew up pretty seriously Christian and remained that way for at least a short time into his time as a New Yorker. He would sit behind the counter at Alt.Coffee drawing things and selling coffee to some of the oddest people I’ve ever known in a version of the neighborhood that hasn’t existed for at least fifteen years. He was this all American guy from Oklahoma with an eternally boyish face perched atop a tall man’s body.
Farel worked the counter at Alt.Coffee in Manhattan’s East Village. I first met Farel Dalrymple back in 2001 when I was eighteen.
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