The Artist

His name is Theo Porter, and he’s a Zen comic master. It all started before he was born. He would absorb the Sunday Funnies through the umbilical cord and feed on their zaniness. When Theo was finally breathing on his own, the Man was instantly on his back. He was raised on a steady diet of India ink and eraser shavings which cultivated his connection with the tools of the trade. At an early age Theo was then sent to study with the Sebbohdnanivlac tribe, located in central Wisconsin, where he learned the great art of drawing snowmen. Upon his return to native lands, he took up his own pencil, testily proclaiming to the world, “I draw, therefore…yeah!” Theo currently lives in a state of bliss and constant meditation on the divine.

The Writer

Cast to sea as an infant, Ahniwa Ferrari was raised by ninja-pirates on the good ship “Sea Shank”. He’s got rapier wit, if not an actual rapier, and a proclivity for pomegranates. He works in a university library, where he serves up referencey goodness to students and faculty, and frightens the occassional muggle. He’s a literature nerd, a computer geek, and a video game dork, a cynic and an optimist, a dreamer and a realist, a logician who values emotion. He speaks French and has a particular fondness for chow mein. He is compelled to understand. He writes because it keeps the flying crocodiles at bay, who are always trying to eat his monkeys.

Together they form …

Together, Theo and Ahniwa form the unholy team responsible for the mess they like to call “La Casa Comics”. When not comicking, they can often be found drowning their sorrows in booze, getting stone-drunk, and wondering why they haven’t been “discovered” yet.