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I’ve been re-reading the 24-hour comics we created during the Puerto Galera event, and found myself amused at what we managed to come up with over a 24-hour period.
Of course, I chose to invite comic book creators whose presence I can stand for extended periods of time (goes without saying, that one, effectively stranded as you will be with them in an island for almost a week), but who will also represent the range of art styles and sensibilities present in Philippine comics today. So the fact that the output shows much diversity comes as no surprise.

Jamie surprised everyone by being the only comic book creator who was awake throughout the entire twenty-four hour stretch (while everyone else took an hour’s nap – I took three). Even more surprising was the fact that he managed to take the common subject matter of kali/ arnis (kali being the ancient form of arnis) and coming up with a 24-page love story, about a guy who gets stranded in an island and meets a cute arnisadora with Brandy-like breasts.

That he was awake during the entire twenty-four hour stretch, by the way, was no mean feat, as we were all awake well before the event itself. This was because we planned to hold a mini comics workshop the morning before the event (which would last from three in the afternoon Friday til three in the afternoon Saturday), except no one showed up partly because it was too early (we were awake seven in the morning!), and partly because it rained. (In fact, it was raining for most of the event and didn’t let up until the Sunday after.)
Jonas represented the more realistic school of comic book art, and of the five of us the most alpha male of all and thus most likely to turn in the straightforward action comic piece. And he did, turning in an action-horror piece featuring shadow demons for villains (easy to draw!)…

With a special cameo by someone who looks suspiciously like
Edgar Tadeo as the main villain!

Balls to the wall action ensues, at least until page thirteen, when Jonas ran out of story to tell, fatigue sank in, and he started coming up with pages like these at two in the morning:

In the meantime, Jac was coming up with her own techniques for filling up the 24-page quota. In general, everyone was in agreement that the fewer panels per page you have, the sooner you can finish and go to sleep. By extension, splash pages are your best friends. But Jac one-upped us all by being the only one to use double-page splashes! Twice!


Oh, and for a story supposedly set in the time of the galleons, before the Spanish colonization, her comic book features some of the strangest cameos (I meant my own guest appearance, eyeglasses and polo shirt and all…not the squid.)

Of the five of us, Rex represented the local manga art school, coming up with a very manga-esque story of a girl who proves herself a skillful arnis fighter in an arnis tournament.

In the end, Rex ran out of time to letter in the dialogue, and the result is a Choose Your Own Adventure-esque comic book where the readers have to craft their own dialogue to make heads or tails of the story.
For my part, having already experienced the pressures of a 24-hour comic book challenge, I indulged in various ways of “cheating” my way through, from structuring my stories into standalone chapters (it’s easier for me to construct short vignettes than sustain a longer narrative) that get tied together towards the end, to illustrating an entire chapter using silhouettes (all seven pages of it).

The coolest thing about doing the 24-hour challenge as a group is that each of you are feeding off each other’s enthusiasm and energy. While there are times, especially during the wee hours of the morning, when everyone’s too tired and just want so badly to get things done (coherently) so they can sleep, overall the 24 hours breezed by painlessly. Didn’t feel like 24 hours have passed at all (which is either a good or bad thing, depending on how far ahead you are with your pages).
And in the end, it makes us thankful of the tools we take for granted when creating our art – I suspect Jonas kissed his computer soon as he got back home, and would also kiss his Photoshop software if it were possible. Me, I kissed my drawing table, and, having spent 24 hours drawing on what is essentially a wooden picnic table and bench, kissed my cushioned swivel chair, despite it smelling like fart and all.