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 H. Gill said...

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

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

Saph said...

I actually think it's very good!

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

Acacia H. 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 Loftis said...

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

Acacia H. 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.