When Rhymes With Orange got syndicated by King Features in 1995, we were in pre-Ellen Degeneres times. School teachers were getting fired if they came out. Having just landed my first big job, I was spooked.
I was out to family and friends, but not professionally. I think my editor knew, and I knew he knew, and he probably knew I knew that he knew. But such were the gay contortions of the 90s.
As a single panel strip, Rhymes With Orange works differently than a comic strip with characters. Since there are no known personalities, and it is something new each day, single panel artists rely on a cultural shorthand.
What that means is that if a reader sees a man and a woman on the page, before even reading the word balloon, they just know it will be a relationship joke. If there are two people of the same sex, they know it is a buddy joke. It is the air we breath.
So when my then-girlfriend said to me, “I realize that the things you do are not done for the sole purpose of annoying me,” I couldn’t be mad— she had just given me a great line for a cartoon! But for it to translate to a general audience, I drew a man and a woman talking.
As I struggled with this disconnect, I came up with some workarounds. Here are some snippets.
Don’t show the bodies.