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Prepare to Enter…the Scary Door


Really, it’s more magical than scary. But it’s mostly a door. 

This should have been a post about how my novel was now available in paperback, but apparently it won’t be available in paperback until tomorrow, and I have no links. But I do have a picture of this magical door. The Man took me to see an old barn for my birthday, and while it doesn’t sound very enchanting when you put it that way, it was quite the charming barn, particularly in the right light. Plus we were in northeastern Kansas, so the options for excitement were limited to begin with.

This barn has a name: the John Dickenson Barn. Apparently, it has achieved a measure of fame among old-barn-enthusiasts. It was built between 1852 and 1861; that is to say, it took 9 years to build. It’s in fairly good repair–the owners have put a lot of work into it since the 1980s–and has hosted many weddings in the last 12 years. This is my favorite shot, but there was one more that was almost as good, which shows a wide section of the loft, where various items–animal skulls, wagon wheels, tacks, and tools–are displayed.

As we drove, south to north, across the country, The Man and I noted a large number of crumbling and abandoned buildings, and discussed a photodocumentary project where we just stopped at every single one we saw.

Doing my best here to keep my promises to myself, re: art. But it’s tough. Generally speaking, I have been a pretty angry person my entire life, which is something I spend a lot of time working on. I’m not really angry now, though. I’m mostly terrified and despondent. Any words of encouragement are welcome. I actually had an idea for a comic–a funny one–tonight, which is the first time that’s happened in weeks. Maybe I’ll even remember it for later.

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Opportunity, perception, whatever: opening doors...

Opportunity, perception, whatever: opening doors…

What a week. Too many plans, too much going on, not enough sleep. It makes me cranky. At least my splintered hands are 90% healed.

Today’s comic, as opposed to Monday’s and Wednesday’s, came off in record time, just over an hour for the entire thing, including the text. The only parts I had to think about were the hand on the door, and how dragon looks turning into the light. Used the model for that one! Speaking of which, I have a commission for a little clay model that must be completed soon. But first I have to write these essays about graphic novels for this other project. And then I’m making curtains for Mrs. and Mrs. Cat.

Plus this week I booked my first paying photo gig. People have been approaching me about photography work all year, for trade or for volunteer stuff, and especially since I started shooting DSL, but nothing ever came together before. This one looks definite. We’ll shoot half out in the desert and the other half in this stunning house belonging to a friend who lives in the suburbs.

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Everyone's a superhero. Everyone's a Captain Kirk.

Everyone’s a superhero. Everyone’s a Captain Kirk.

The first step from the dark to the light can be blinding. And intense. You might see things you’re not ready to see. You might be forced to confront ideas that you’ve been trying to ignore. It’s tempting to keep the scary stuff hidden in the shadows, but you can’t go stumbling around in the dark forever, either.

Fortunately I was able to recycle the background from yesterday, because this weekend was a really busy one, and this comic was started shortly before dinner and finished just after midnight. But here it is. We might hang back for a little bit, scope out the situation before committing.

Have courage, Dragon!

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I thought you said don't go into the light.

I thought you said don’t go into the light.

And the light comes spilling in.

Feels a little like I’ve been stumbling around in the darkness myself. This comic is visually fairly simple, especially since I’ve been paying so much attention to light lately, but it took forever to draw, mostly because I haven’t been feeling all that spectacularly lately.

However, Dragon and the Blue Morpho Butterfly called Hope are rapidly approaching some sort of revelatory room, one that appears brilliantly illuminated.

Maybe tomorrow will be a brighter day.