I’m re-posting the previous weeks comic here along with the conclusion for your reading convenience or possibly your inconvenience. You can click twice to make bigger and scroll your way down.
Nice one! Your granny is so cool… smoking her cigarette :)
It reminds me of that feeling I get sometimes. Where I’m going to disappear off the face of the planet and I just don’t want to. So I make myself be known. I look for someone to recognize me. But it never really works. And very few remember who I am now a day. Very very good comic.
Brilliant stuff. You still draw me into a comic better than almost anyone – whether I read it all at once, or take it post-by-post.
Ahh, I love how the girl seems to see herself as a bridge between her own mother and her grandmother. Grandma is a bit of a commando, leading her away from her quiet self. Her desperation is purposeful, I think, for her, but it works differently for the girl. Grandma doesn’t seem slowed by the drama of introspection. She seems somehow less conscious than the girl and because of this she just has a damn good time. The girl’s own internal lens seems to eclipse her ability to live as this woman she so admires. These are just my own hazy impressions at the moment…thank you for letting me glimpse this world.
Your grandmother sounds like quite the lady. Great, insightful strip. You really are one of the best autobio cartoonists working today.
When grandma was young, the western world was booming. There were jobs and opportunities everywhere. The present is a lot less welcoming, and that changes the general mood… I think that someone from the 19th century would identify with Gabrielle a lot more easily than with her grandmother.
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This is great. I love going to bars alone to draw. I love being completely surrounded by people, but getting to that place where I feel completely by myself. Thanks for another great comic.
Your comics are great, Johnkinhart.
Haha, your grandma has such presence! She always knows exactly what she’s about. That is so awesome. It really isn’t fair that, like Thomas said above, the mood of the world is so different now. Not much story-fodder for for those of us going into bars just to hang around today. :(
Painful and lovely.
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