tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147228.post116078771444321733..comments2023-12-20T04:59:07.043-08:00Comments on ink destroyed my brush: In Memory of: Zipatoneinkdestroyedmybrushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09037083364689982443noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31147228.post-1160865004044084812006-10-14T15:30:00.000-07:002006-10-14T15:30:00.000-07:00You remind me of when I got my first Mac, many yea...You remind me of when I got my first Mac, many years ago, and was demonstrating the pre-Photoshop graphics program MacPaint for my father. I showed him the "paint bucket" tool which let you fill an enclosed region with a repeating pattern of pixels, and I said "See, it's like an infinite stack of Zipatone in every pattern, you can use as much as you want and never run out!" <BR/><BR/>I wanted to show him that most of all, because not so many years before <I>that</I>, my father -- who was an accomplished medical illustrator in addition to being a surgeon -- had taught me how to use Zipatone and Letraset, how to use the frisket tool, how to care for the sheets so they didn't get ruined or stick together when you put away the unused portions. And I started recognizing the different patterns and gradients being used in comics art, and it all fuelled my growing love of creating comics and graphic design.<BR/><BR/>My dad was never comfortable with computers, and he resisted my efforts to persuade him to even look at graphics programs. Which stung...but even then I understood maybe he just felt it came too late for him, but I wanted to show him that it still mattered to me, all the stuff he'd taught me, and it was still the standard by which I evaluated everything that came along later. But I think my father and I were never closer than we were when he let me borrow from his selection of Zipatone.Richardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01714171897239398438noreply@blogger.com