I sincerely wish I were able to explain what I see when ID'ing an artist, narf,
but I've never been able to encapsulate the feelings in words. It all began about 40 years ago. I was operating a little comic store out of my friend Pat Price's garage in Palo Alto. We only opened after school (he was in High School, I in college), but one day we acquired a coverless copy of All-Star Western #99 with a reprint of the Frank Frazetta 3 page Botayale (sp?) story. I was jazzed to find a Frazetta story I hadn't seen and quickly showed it to Pat. He said something to the effect "It's really good. Is it Wally Wood?" At that moment, I simply knew that I saw things differently than my comic friends. And it has proved to be so. I don't know how or why, but somethings are simply more obvious to me for inexplicable reasons. I've learned to accept it, but understand the confusion and doubt it brings to others.
Wish I could be more descriptive of WHY I see who I see, but I simply DO.
Peace, Jim (|:{>