One day you discover that the pencil makes you happy and you start drawing. The blank page is a challenge, an abyss, the beginning of a path as terrifying as it is exciting. You draw a line, then another, then another. Then powerful eyes emerge, a strong hand, a scene that reveals itself like an old photograph, like a sculpture by Michelangelo, like a poem on a napkin. After all, that is a calling: to take a place. Your place. The site that makes the equipment work, that turns the world, that somehow moves society forward. The place that makes this – all this – more beautiful.
Another day later, someone finds out what you drew and stays there to live. He makes it his. Those lines become a personal memory, part of the other person’s biography, and a common place is created. A magical and indestructible communal place. A haven where the routine stops, suddenly, with an onomatopoeia, an exact sandwich and a vignette that seems to have no end. Comics -your comics- become the scaffolding of an infinite future; a bridge between you and everyone else.
Damn it, Carlos, I don’t know you at all, but you’re mine too. Whether I love you, I don’t know. That’s why when I read you had ALS, I hit the table hard, hurt. I wonder how many people know that without you and yours there wouldn’t be all this maelstrom of Marvel or DC superhero movies and series. Because Carlos Pacheco is our first avenger and one of the best comic artists Spain has produced. And that damn disease, so rare and so present, seems like an unfair blow. But you go further. Take the pencil and draw. Because that’s your place. Because then everything – all this – becomes more beautiful.
Source: La Verdad
I’m Wayne Wickman, a professional journalist and author for Today Times Live. My specialty is covering global news and current events, offering readers a unique perspective on the world’s most pressing issues. I’m passionate about storytelling and helping people stay informed on the goings-on of our planet.
