I’m mostly posting this blog so that I could write that title.
I found a bog the other day! It’s very magical, and the walk is 4.5 miles round trip so it makes a nice little exercise excursion.
Saw some sort of nasty bug. A big dark brown butterfly was harassing me for a while but it wouldn’t sit still either, so I couldn’t get a picture. Last time I came to the bog I didn’t have my camera, but a blue dragonfly landed on my hand! It was magical and kind of icky.
Me in my natural habitat (and natural state- I kind of didn’t want to post this since there’s no makeup happening there, but I thought my discomfort with that probably makes it a good exercise in accepting myself without products on my face). I love the forest!
If you follow this blog then you probably saw the comic I posted a few days ago. At the suggestion of my cousin, who respectfully disagreed with (being anti-theist, himself) but still appreciated the comic, I posted it in the Christian subreddit. I was floored at the number of thoughtful, respectful comments! Many people disagreed with my “arguments” (although some made a point of noticing that the comic wasn’t meant to be an argument), but the majority of those who disagreed were kind, and wanted to discuss the topic civilly. I was truly amazed at this. The internet can be a dank cavern of slobbering trolls, especially when posting an opinion on the internet that discusses science and faith in the same breath. I think posting the comic even gained this blog a few new followers, and to you I say welcome! Thanks so much for sharing the comic, for your kind words, and for deciding there was something here worth sticking around for! Truly my heart has grown three sizes. (I’m sure that’s what the palpitations are, and not the fact that I’ve had several cups of coffee today. If I keel over we’ll go ahead and say it’s your fault for being so nice.)
I just recently entered the stage of my life where I am barely beginning to feel comfortable calling myself an “artist” (it’s much safer to say “aspiring illustrator” or “I make lots of art”), and I had a moment of horror after clicking the submit button the other day. It was those same old doubts coming out to play:
I received a single (very rudely phrased) criticism about the art itself, and it was enough to send my stomach down into my toes for the entire evening. I also received one (only one!) comment on this blog that was foul and nonconstructive, and I took great pleasure in editing it for him. You’re 100% entitled to your opinion, but if you can’t say it in a constructive way (and especially if the foul language you use is directly insulting to my God), then nobody gets to see it. No troll food here!
In spite of that, I’m glad that I took the leap to post the thing- it was a unique and enriching experience. Will I be doing it again anytime soon? Absolutely not (and if I do, I’m going to have to be much more diligent with my representations of “science” because redditors are sharp and if you make a mistake they will catch it). Sharing it in the deep anonymous pits of the internet on too regular a basis would probably crush my spirit, but every great once in a while I think it’s great to share your art, especially the art that comes from the deepest places of your heart, with an audience that isn’t related to you, didn’t go to high school with you, isn’t married to you, etc. Someplace other than Facebook. It was humbling to have a few mistakes pointed out (primarily the fact I used gravity as an example of a “natural law” that we understand when the truth is that scientists don’t actually understand it that well at all), but also an affirmation that when you put your soul into a piece of art, people can tell.
That said, I will not be going back to Reddit anytime soon, because HOLY COW is that website a timesuck.
P.S.- Unrelated to Reddit, I wanted to thank everyone who voted for my latest Threadless design! It ended with a 3.44 average, which isn’t too bad! That’s my highest ending average so far. I just know that one of these days I will get a design printed there! So thanks everyone for your support and for not getting totally sick of me asking for your support. I appreciate you all!
Okay! I’m tired of talking about myself! I want to see links to your own artwork, poetry, blog posts, and pictures of your dog. (NO CATS)
This graphic novel business is a crazy amount of work! In fact, currently I’m writing this blog to avoid having to actually get to work finishing page 3, because I’m intimidated by it!
Here’s some of the business that went into page 2, and what I eventually settled on. I feel that, compositionally speaking, there are still some issues to be worked out, but we’re getting closer.
Original messy sketch, blown up to twice the original size:
Scanned again on the Black & White setting to eliminate the blue lines, then played with in photoshop to move a few pieces around and fix the composition a little (and lines eliminated to allow me to mess with them a bit):
At this point it should have been printed on watercolor paper so I could paint it, but my printer chose this time to succumb to demonic possession, so I ended up having to take an extra 20 minutes to trace via lightbox onto watercolor paper. What is this, the DARK AGES? Then came paint. Notice the abnormally shaped arms snatching the stork in the top panel. Thank goodness for photoshop to snip those out in the final piece.
And finally, photoshop for panel frames and action words, and the addition of a separately-drawn newspaper to help with context.
According to Facebook, National Sibling Day was a few weeks ago. Everyone in my news feed was posting pictures of themselves with their siblings. I have an older brother and a younger sister, but I couldn’t find any recent photos of all three of us! So I drew some.
I’m the pink one, the blue one is my brother, and the green one is my sister.
This last weekend, on Mother’s Day, we were all together in the same house (so rare, it seems) and my mom demanded pictures. I think I wasn’t too far off with my illustration, though these photos don’t capture the sibling harassment that (I guarantee you) happened.