This was a comic that I began in the second year of university and I would sketch on for the next two years. I had less time for things I wanted and other things seemed more important, I was lazy, nah not now, or maybe later were the feelings I had over the course of those two years. I had no direction with it. I had no direction. It’s sort of a self reflection. I still had a lot of fun with it. The first words of the comic were more of a building block of the whole story. Nobody had a name in the first. Only this enigma of a person would go nameless. Well I guess the girl goes unnamed but she is given a place as somebody’s niece. Juvenile and silly just as the first, this comic showed me change. Time passes and that is inevitable. If I were to pick up a pencil it would be my style but it would not be what it once was. Something would feel better and something would feel worse. I knew this when I decided to start drawing a comic again. It’s been six years since this and I am thinking of picking up a sketchbook again. I never stopped drawing but I do it less these days. No one wants me for my drawing skills so they have taken a back seat. I have moved from Montana and found that I can live in another country without too much difficulty with what might be considered intelligence. I never did have a high opinion of myself. Since I moved to the Czech Republic I have shared my comics with new friends and become OK with others seeing it. It was mine and I wasn’t really caring if anyone saw it. I did this for myself. It is inappropriate and makes no sense, but then again I am these things too.
I tried more in this one than the first to have something like direction. I failed doing this using the characters themselves, but when drawing it I used place to be the entire direction of where I was going. The main character remained this unknowable and indefatigable being. Who? Why? When? Where? What? These questions being the most important to me were asked and I only was able to answer the last three in these pages. The answer to what is flimsy like the sign promising treasure on a deadly mountain. I guess that makes me think of the video games I played. What was in a cave. Why would be found after.
Who was not something that mattered and neither was why. There would be a why for others. They would even tell words that gave an idea of who.
These three pictures give some who and why answers
I used some people from life to inspire some of the characters found within. I wanted the beings within to be real on some levels. This helped me to understand how others display who they are and how to answer the questions I needed from them. How does a person show me who they are? This is something that I wanted to get at to make what I created more real. My head was full of fantasy when I was writing this. It was also full of science-fiction. I had a life to draw inspiration from as well. Riley is the name of one of those I call friend. I began with him because, well, his face is a little easier to mimic, though I will not say this iteration looks like him particularly. I began making plans to put others in the comic. I also began making plans to rewrite the whole thing. I had the characters I wanted and the story took shape. It would be on another planet. The surface would be nearly barren and used for solar energy production. There would be underground cities full of strange flora and fauna. Warlords vied for control but there was a semblance of peace. A stranger with no real identity would become a catalyst that launched a bloody war. Things would be silly. In the background I planned on making a group of secretive engineers that made sure the facilities were kept running and repaired. They would be known as the Ninjeneers.
This was my attempt at a friend named Wyatt. It is pretty good in my opinion. I was practicing for consistency most of all with drawing. Nothing is the same as things progress. I cannot just do the same line twice and that frustrates me. It also makes creating fun and exciting because it forces adaptation. I can get a design and make it with the same spirit. I can recreate an image with the same spirit. You can see that if you read the comics. There is consistency but you will see that as things progress the characters change. People change. Clothes change. Faces might change, though the more I had a living subject to visualize I could do better. Also the more I hid the face the more it was consistent. I know that if I draw in the future… if it’s a comic it will change visually from the previous version and even within the pages of the comic itself.
I was inspired by real people in this comic as well as media like books(Discworld) and video games(Various)
There’s a little more to this comic but I will have to dig it up from some box later.
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