Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Chapter 6, Page 37 Naval Gazing

In my dreams I fly.

I blame holiday and school stress along with way the heck too much manga for this episode. Lack of sleep makes me weird.

My deepest apologies for the near-CLAMP style here. I didn't even think of it until I was halfway done with the inking.

So need more sleep.

9 comments:

Tenacious-K said...

Well, I think it's pretty. And a very effective layout and presentation. Definitely a dream-like quality to the strip which is very appropriate. Nice work!

Brigid said...

Thanks. ^_^ I was half asleep when I did most of this and I was afraid it'd be too trippy even for a comic with a subtitle reading "Growing up has never been so surreal."

Brian, aka Nanoc, aka Norski said...

Sleep is good. I've slept myself, from time to time.

Enjoyed the strip, BTW. And, what Tenacious-K said.

Mike French said...

I actually think it's very good!

Anyway hope you have had more sleep now - have a great Xmas!

Robert said...

You know, I've had a number of flying dreams myself. Except I'm normally in an ultralight, not with my own wings. =^-^=

Brigid said...

@Dad: You really should sleep more often. Mom would appreciate it!

@Mike: I got some sleep last night. Now to survive the holidays. Hope you have a Merry Christmas, too!

@Robert: Most of the time I don't even have the benifit wings in my dreams (when I realize what's happening it can be extra freaky). I put those in to make it a bit more obvious what was happening and because it also ties in with the tendency I have in dreams to turn into animals.

Marsha said...

Wish I could draw. In my dreams I am always trying to get somewhere but the elevator doesn't go there.

Robert said...

Okay... and now the latest flying dream was in a helicopter that I stole from bad guys and which was suffering from mechanical problems which meant I couldn't go much above treetop height. Why is it in my flying dreams I'm often flying through and around power lines? ^^;;

Rob H.

Brigid said...

No idea. I'd like to know why so often in my flying dreams the sky is a literal roof mere yards from the ground.