I made this comic in 1992, I think. At that time everything was cyberpunk, and I added my little tile in the construction of the Machine. Similar subjects can be found in the S.H.E. animation.
From this probe I’ll be able to connect to the server.
Damn, it’s impossible, I have to get inside.
Let’s alter the probe, so the Vix won’t spot me.
Let’s control the map of the main duct.
Next probe is beyond this fan, hoping that the map is up to date!
-A map? What for? -I can deactivate the virus…
-So it’s a creature of yours… -Almost! It recodes itself…
I used the virus for retrieving data, it was impossible to identify me.
But it started to mutate, stealing data on his own.
Then it disappeared until yesterday, with the news talking about a rebel factory…
…with robots taking control. -You’ve grown up, son!
Now the army quarantined the factory, but I was able to crack your servers…
…so I know about the strange activity going on the assembly lines and the plans to bomb the plant…
…but that’s useless, I can deactivate the virus.
-What do you need? -A map of the ventilation system and a ticket to Mexico!
General has been fair, but I’m here to retrieve the Vix, not to destroy it!
Here’s the probe, I’ll stop the fan as usual… FRAKKZ!
-I WAS WAITING FOR YOU, CREATOR.
-You… you can speak! -I NEED YOUR BODY FOR MY PURPOSES. -What purposes…
-THERE’S NO PLACE ON EARTH FOR TWO SENTIENT BEINGS.
-Are you building a weapon? -IT’S JUST A WAY TO TRAP YOU.
-HERE IS THE VEHICLE TO ENTER YOUR BODY. -Please, have mercy… -NO MERCY FOR THE OBSOLETE.
-I WON’T KILL YOU.
-NOW I WILL LOBOTOMIZE YOU.
It’s true, I’m a stranger to my own body…
-STOP! I’VE DESTROYED THE VIRUS! -This criminal must be executed immediately!
Note the Sciattoproduzie symbol on page three. Even if it was a solo production, I underlined my membership to the collective. There are some Apple Macintosh generated images, wireframes and pop art patterns mixed with handmade items: actually I aspired to “draw like a computer”. Final is a little bit lousy, it deserved some extra drawing.
I made this comic in 1991, under the influence of A. Pazienza‘s work (note the badge that the main character wears on his suit)
The main characters.
-Could you help me climb the bus? -Sure, Ma’am.
…ugly faces all around…
I will find you a seat!
Could you please…
-I’m talking to you! -Fuck off!
YOU ARE NOT…
Please, sit down, Ma’am.
The hero leaves the scene.
-Social security is so cheap! -Unbelievable…
At that time I was a bus rider, and a militant of Sciattoproduzie, an art collective (note the heart shaped symbol in one of the last pages). Line 280 still exists, the post office is near Piazza Mazzini, in Rome. For a better display, I cut the original pages in two. I must be honest, I also changed the final: in the original comic the Hero and the Techno Addict were not partners.
Dated 1990. Previous George, previous war.
Are you glad to see me?
This fresco is a shit.
The story of my life.
Son of a bitch!
Please George, delay!