For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawing. My earliest influences were Calvin & Hobbes, SnarfQuest, Dennis the Menace, Archie, and MAD comics. I used to imagine that one day people would enjoy comics created by me the same way my family, friends, and I enjoyed those classics.
But where I grew up, opportunities like that felt impossible. I didn’t know how to reproduce my drawings, how printing worked, or how anyone even began a career in comics. It didn’t feel like a world I could step into.
Unintentional Origins
Around 2004, after spending a few years working for others, I finally took the bold step into full-time freelancing. I needed a brand name. It wasn’t my first attempt—far from it.
My earliest experiment was “Digital Potato”. At the time, I wanted something shocking, witty, memorable, and a little bit ridiculous. And honestly? It worked. To this day, some colleagues still remember it as the official title of my “What were you thinking?” phase.
But even back then, I knew it wasn’t built for the long-term.
I wanted a name that captured the essence of creativity—something that symbolised naïve ambition, a willingness to go against the odds, but without taking itself too seriously. Something modern, playful, relatable… yet not childish.
Back then, Pixar, Blur Studio, and other young VFX studios influenced me heavily. I wanted a name that felt like it belonged in that creative ecosystem.
I tried “Lucision”, a blend of “lucid” and “vision”, hoping it sounded international. I used it for a while, but it still wasn’t the one.
The Name
The real lightbulb moment came from the most unexpected person—my Ajaa (grandfather, father’s father). He was a cultivated, sharp, impossibly well-kept man. Shirt always tucked in, hair perfectly combed, clean-shaven, proper to the core.
One day, he asked me what I called my business. I expected him to dismiss it as some childish attempt, similar to Digital Potato. Instead, he remembered the name a year later and proudly repeated it back to me. He found it unique and interesting.
That stuck with me.
If someone his age, with no connection to my field, could remember and appreciate it… maybe it meant something.
Webcomics Unleashed
Life didn’t go smoothly after that. I stumbled through those years in every direction. Losing my father—my best friend—at sixteen meant I grew up navigating life by trial and error. There was no guiding light.
Still, in late 2008, I finally registered the .com for my chosen name, intending to take things seriously. But life turned upside down again. I couldn’t keep up, couldn’t stay focused, and the dream slipped so far away that I eventually gave up the domain.
Ironically, a few years later, that old passion for comics found its way back to me. I don’t know how I missed it for so long, but I genuinely didn’t realise I could publish comics myself.
After teaching myself basic web development—thanks to a failed online partnership—I realised I could bring comics to life as webcomics. That realisation hit me like lightning. I got straight to work.
And amazingly, the domain was still available. I re-registered it in 2011.
Twists and Turns
But life wasn’t done twisting. Things got difficult—financially, emotionally, mentally. Creating webcomics became both my escape and my burden. I wasn’t making money. My life wasn’t stable. Passion alone couldn’t pay for the time it demanded.
I drifted away from it around early 2014.
I still kept the name, though. Even when I failed at venture after venture trying to get stable enough to create comics full-time, I never let it go. I planned to return. Days turned into months, months into years… and even with ideas and concepts literally sketched out, nothing got published.
Rediscovered Purpose
Nearly a decade later, after what felt like a long, chaotic hiatus, I finally found my way back. I didn’t reach stability in the way I imagined, but I reached it in a way that allowed me to see the bigger picture clearly.
I’ve lived through so many experiences—relationships, failures, phases, expectations, seasons—that I felt compelled to start documenting this journey. Somewhere out there, someone just like the younger me might be going through the same confusion, fear, and uncertainty.
I want them to know there is a path. There is hope. There is a light at the end of the tunnel—even if you can’t see it yet.
My intention now is to share the process openly: the techniques, the ideas, the concepts, the mistakes, the wins, the losses. Resources that might help someone who doesn’t yet realise that their dream is possible, regardless of their circumstances.
As I embark on this journey of sharing, I hope my story becomes a small beacon for anyone navigating their own trials. Because even with all the unexpected twists and turns, there is always a way to reach your dreams… and sometimes, fulfilment shows up in the most unlikely ways.