28 November 2005

and the necessary update for my personal posterity.

my 14 completed pages went back down to 9 yesterday, after my first (at Last) successful forray into getting editorial advice. as we went over the story i realized that it bottomed out in two places, or teetered on the edge of excessive obscurity (not difficult in my brain.)
nearly a crisis, but nothing 7 hours of hair pulling, intense thought, tears, tea, and redrawing didn't fix. i'm back up to 9 completed ('xcept for colour), 7 scrapped, 7 new pages mapped out and ready to draw, and only one spread still a little dodgy. woosh.
it's fucking work, man.
and for what, i ask, at moments like these? WHO KNOWS.
but it keeps me out of trouble, i suppose.

6 comments:

kim said...

i would miss you

kim said...

if you quit the blog

kim said...

not to mention
you are my only "Link".

steflenk said...

i do appreciate the sentiment, i really do.
and i appreciate that you loved my artwork enough to buy a piece, and i appreciate the mail and the book and the noble intentions.
but we've met Once. two? three years ago?
i'm a Stranger to you. this is a Truth.
you would miss yourself reading all this, not me.
the attentions can be Excessive.

kim said...

Speaking from Recent high'nd sight,
You stunned me with test patterns and metaphors.
Plague Odd Troo!!
Play got through!
Plague, awed true.
Play God true.

Thunk YOU.
Play Gothrough?

steflenk said...

Stop.
Thanks.