From the dusty colors of an Afghanistan village to the moody tones of Funky and Cindy’s marriage coming apart, or the summer heat of a practice field, the colors would become a bigger and more integral part of reflecting the mood in the strip. The colors now looked like the movie I was seeing in my head showing my characters moving deeper into their adulthood and encountering more adult themes. Life. My cast of high school teenagers had grown up, and I was at my drawing board presiding over them like a proud father, using all of the tools at my disposal to tell their story.
From the introduction to The Complete Funky Winkerbean Volume 11
