Today I sort of want to hurl myself into the ether. I'm trying to do that thing where you reclaim music from/despite your past experiences with it and the experiment is giving me the overwhelming desire to dance on the ceiling and violently shatter plates against walls.
Happy (late) St. Patrick's day! I have been muddling along and trying to finish up thingssssss. We made leprechauns at work; guess which one is mine?
(Yeah, it is Leprecthulhu.)
I was also hugely delighted with this thing:
Derprechaun
Spring continues to spring!
"I can't do this right now. I need sleep."
...Ugh. Ouch. Ok, that hit home.
Jeffrey Brown, you really go right for the feels.
Aldnoah Zero continues to be fun and robots!
AAAAAAAUGH THIS IS SO GOOD:
Look at this masterful fucking mix between detail and abstraction -- someone with the right vocabulary for this sort of thing could surely break it down better, but... just the way the story and illustrations flow, the way the emotion of the scenes overrides the scenery to convey expression -- from the detail of a pleasant garden (or river encampment, as below) scene to the mother's form (above) gradually deteriorating to become, with the loss of her family, a featureless, huddled smudge curled before a single unforgiving line.
So! Highly recommend that biz! I think that's one I'll definitely have to own eventually. GG CYRIL PEDROSA!
I got up really early this morning to catch the bus for my counseling appointment -- it's given me some good time to work on things, but I can't find my pens?!?!?! I've looked everywhere (and asked everyone) I can think of and I think I'm going a little mad at this point. PEN WA DOKO DESU KAAAAAA
Hang on: I'm trying to look you in the eye
You know, you should've apologized -- or should I apologize?
Is there an answer?
What do you do
when the drowning stops?
No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
They keep telling me war is the answer
It's a disease of the spirit
It's more than just cancer
* * * BONUS KITTIES * * *
:3
