I'm struggling with this weird form of writer's block right now. It's not necessarily that I don't have anything to write about, but that I don't know how to do it, and am not necessarily sure I want to bother anyway. Though my illustration work is going in what I think is a good direction, working on comics is just exceedingly frustrating right now. Something about all the left-brain thinking necessary to constructing characters and plots is really turning me off at the moment... I just feel like drawing and feeling what's right instead of forcing myself into analyzing everything meticulously and trying to have everything so glued-down. Oddly, I feel like there are few people at school that I can talk to about this kind of thing, which makes it all the more frustrating. Even Nathan Pretzelberger stuff is getting hard to work on... things generally just don't seem that funny to me after what I've dealt with the last few months.
I need to find other people's work that I'm really genuinely interested in; start feeling inspired, start feeling like art matters again. Like I'm not just throwing more dirt onto a hill. It's frustrating that I find so few comics that interest me these days, though that's probably due to not looking hard enough / in the right places more than anything else.
I did have the privilege of reading Shaun Tan's The Arrival, an amazing piece of art that manages to both be profoundly beautiful and speak (I should think) universally--a difficult balance to strike. As time goes by I'm noticing how much potential power there is in "silent" sequential work.
Maybe removing the idiosyncrasies and crudeness of language makes artwork speak to us on a more visceral level, somehow. Chris Ware's got some great examples of this, like the God comic in the big red ACME collection and (especially, to me) the old Quimby the Mouse strips. I've always thought that one of the advantages traditional literature has over sequential art is that a writer is capable of leaving so many more blanks for the reader to fill in on their own (the act of which is one of the primary reasons we connect with a piece of art, I'd suggest)--but maybe comics has the ability to do something similar, just in its own unique way. Anyway, what I'm really trying to say with this paragraph is: go buy The Arrival as soon as you can. And read it.
I'll post some recent work when I get back in Savannah--this computer can't seem to handle .tifs or .psds correctly for whatever reason. I'll try to do a rundown of my process for my illustration final too, which should be fun for a lark, and hopefully interesting to at least one of you out there. In the meantime, I'm resolving to read a lot more than I have been--especially short stories. Anybody have any recommendations?