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No place to go.

"There will be a day," they said. "Where everything will catch up to you and hit you at once. And you are going to feel terrible." I thought I had already had that day, but it turns out that it was yesterday. What an exhausting, horrible day. It was like being hungover except multiplied by a billion. I feel a lot better today, so let's hope that was the hump day.Since I spent a lot of time in bed, I read through The Ultimates, which Edgar so graciously let me borrow. I'm not totally sure, but I think the series won a bunch of awards or some such. And I thought it was pretty good. It was a pretty good read. But I realized something.

I really wasn't paying attention to the artwork.

I had to force myself to go back and take in each panel. All the little details instead of just the main idea. I just wanted the words. I wanted the story and the dialogue. I guess what it really comes down to is that--as far as comics go--I'm really a story oriented guy. I don't really care if my artwork isn't up to the level that it could be as long as the story is interesting to me.

Maybe I should just go back to reading books. In fact, I think a trip to library is in order.

Comments

Carolynn said…
Ultimates IS really good, and the art is fantastic. It is still important to think about story when you're making a comic. I think that's something a lot of people, at least on an amateur level, forget about. I've talked to a lot of people that think that comics just have to be pretty (or conversely, that making a bad XKCD ripoff is really the way to go).

I like where you are taking the art with your comic. You're experimenting a lot more and it really shows.

Also you look like you've healed quite a bit! Hurrah for being normal looking again! Every day is significantly better than the last as far as healing after an oral surgery, so don't worry, it's coming.

Get better soon so we can hang out!
R said…
hey you're starting to look better already!

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