by Raymond Biesinger in New Illustration on Tuesday 22 January 2013

There are two well known people by the name of Walter Scott. One is a Scottish historical novelist; the other is a Montreal-based comic artist whose strip I’ve fallen in love with. It’s called Wendy and it’s all about that very awkward party phase between art school and perhaps becoming an artist, the very same one full of MDMA, drinking fast, puking, humping, emotional cat fights and a tiny sliver of hope that one day you’re actually going to make worthwhile art.