Manuel Sepulveda
The first comics that I can remember splurging my pocket money on were The Amazing Spider-Man and The Mighty Thor, and I was also into the Popeye and Peanuts strips. At some point I started getting The Beano and occasionally bought other British boys comics (the more apocalyptic the tale the better) but it wasn’t until the mid-80s that I started collecting a title religiously and that was 2000AD. The comics boom of the late 80s came at just the right time for me, with publications like Crisis and Deadline introducing me to politically aware, and psychedelically surreal stories. Depending on the day, I’ll tell you that my favourite comic is either Lone Wolf and Cub or Bone, but my favourite artist is forever Moebius. I’m a graphic designer and illustrator working under the name Optigram.

Flora Joll
My father gave me Tintin and Asterix to pore over when I was eight, and a few years after that Calvin and Hobbes started pulling me towards the part of the bookshop that housed X-Men. The inevitable bingeing on Marvel superheroes coincided with puberty, at a time when a teenage girl found reading comics would have resulted in social pariahdom. The wilderness years of denial came to an end when a friend lent me his copy of Watchmen at university, and after that I was financially and academically doomed, but very happy to work my way through Preacher, Hellblazer, Sandman, Hellboy and Y: The Last Man. Now I try to manage my intake with anything by Craig Thompson and Alan Moore, while devouring Fables whenever it appears. I co-edit Don’t Read Too Fast, a blog about reading.