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Notice how Kafka recognises that when you are literally 'climbing the wall' perhaps the only things left to comfort or enlighten you are the things that others dismiss as superfluous, namely art and culture. Not just the realm of the bourjois, literature is often perceived as such so that people feel they don't have time or inclination to access to such things. But often its written to communicate the subversive, the crucial challenge, an alternative to just going through life unaware. It's always inescapably a manifestation of some particular political and social context, be it literal or metaphorical, consciously or unconsciously, in an attempt to promote or indeed criticise a world view. Kafka's metamorphosis is a 'highfalutin' classic of literature but look, I have drawn it as a comic so that you might see that the bones of some 'classic' literature is awesome: as weird and wonderful as anything. Once you dip your toe into these things, (anything) you find out it isn't what you thought but often far more interesting. This is pretty much how I got into comics I might add. I hope at least one person might read Kafka's metamorphosis after this, but I suppose I will never know. It's better than Harry Potter anyway.
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I don't know if anyone does the crossword online but here it is just in case.
Click for larger image size. I didn't draw ALL of this today, just the final panel mainly. (updated 26/3)
If you follow my blog you'll have seen the comic before, but if you fancy doing the dot-to-dot you can see the contents
of this week's Vert in detail here. Also, they are paying me now, which is both awesome and only fair. (Truth). I hear tiny cheers from my ant fans weeeeee. Ok so its a colony I have between two sheets of glass, they can still be happy for me. (Lies) AND our book's got an ISBN number now but more on THAT soon. It's all coming together like it should. Wee.
This is a cartoon tribute to one of my favourite artists, Quentin Blake (crossword spoiler oops) and all those happy Christmases that included the gift of a book illustrated by him. When I look at all the different illustrated books I read or was read as a child (I kept them all and begrudgingly occasionally share them with my youngest family members) it is no wonder at all that I wanted to be an artist. I think Christmas is a particularly visual time of year; its dark and cold outside but everywhere, thanks to people's amazing respect for tradition, glimmers of light and colour remind you of the potential in things, even apparently gloomy things, like the empty night sky only concealing the moon which will shine again another day. It is a season for warm greetings to remind you of the love, so I hope you are cosying up wherever you are.
thanks you for your intervention by slamming the door as you leave