After finally reading and finishing Understanding Comics by Scott McCloud, a very inspiring read about the art, styles, and tropes behind modern comics, I felt compelled to try my own hand at the sequential media. I was not prepared for how long it would take and so I definitely had to scale down in the end. What you see above is my first attempt at an extremely short comic based on the old sketch below.
This rough idea was a quick drawing I threw together while travelling last summer. Mathilde and I went on a hike up to the border of France and Italy, which, I've been told, is considered beautiful and romantic by some. I mean look at that:
There are trees and grass and stuff.
But sadly a big part of my memory, as with many other trips I've taken into the all consuming dark maw of Mother Nature's bosom, is dominated more by the fears and perils seen on the journey.
The mild and slightly humid heat of the early afternoon sun, causing torrents of salty fluids to escape my body, completely drenching my clothes. The blood-chilling and spirit-breaking feeling as the strands of spider webs caress the exposed skin. The incessant buzzing, cawing, mooing, barking, and chirping of the forest's unforgiving predators. How can one not help but question the existence of God amid all these horrors? With all this exercise?
Well anyway, thankfully I made it back alive and I felt the need to share my harrowing tale.
The idea for later is to redraw the initial sketch so that it can be more of a complete piece. Or have a job. Really, either works for me.
Until next time!
