Webcomic Week Day 1: My Obsession With the Subject Matter

I already mentioned in this post how I've been obsessed with Greek Mythology for a while now. I believe it started with this book:

And then it grew into an uncontrollable gorging every time I went to a thrift shop with a book section:

And peaked when I tagged along with my college's Ancient Studies Club to go to a trip to Greece in 2000.

Why was I so obsessed? Here's the thing. I was raised Catholic. Holy communion, weekly Mass, confirmation, awkward Sunday School taught by my father - the whole bit. And I knew I wanted to believe in some aspect of religion and myth and legend - just not all of it. Some parts were fun and story-tastic and awesome. Others, not so much. What I was really lacking in my religion was variety. All I saw were contradictions  - think this way but act another, strive for this even though you'll never ever get there, hate yourself, love everyone in theory but also judge them, etc. etc.

Then middle school and sixth grade English and Greek Mythology entered my life. Two elements getting it on, twelve titans, twelve Olympians, nine muses, three fates, three graces, three furies ... and a plethora of combinations and gods for every possible thing you were into. The more books and epic poems I read, the more I established my own opinion on what each of the gods were like. I kept trying to rationalize their behavior and give them personalities beyond what I'd read, so they'd fit into what I wanted them to be. It wasn't very difficult, which proves why they've stuck around in modern culture for so long.

  • Zeus - the lecherous dad. All-powerful, but also full of heart. Has a lot of trouble saying no - to women, children, and humans. The stepfather you'd like to have.
  • Hera - the politician's wife. Established and wise on her own, but continually forced to react to her husband's distracting and obvious affairs.
  • Poseidon - the brother who disowns his family. The stories say Zeus split up the world and gave Poseidon the seas and Hades the Underworld - I say he chose so he could cultivate his own world. He basically packed up and moved to the opposite coast from the rest of his family, so he could use that as an excuse for never visiting.
  • Hades - the younger brother who wants to do something "different" with his life. Hades is often painted as evil, bitter, and jealous of Zeus and Poseidon. In my mind, he made it seem like he got the short end of the stick when all he really wanted was to explore his dark side and be feared.
  • Athena - the daughter Zeus is so glad he had. Burdened with being the responsible one all the time, never allowed to cut loose and randomly murder a bunch of people like her siblings.
  • Ares - the son who's belligerent and starved for attention. He makes sure everything he does is loud and noticeable.
  • Hestia - the quiet homebody. She tends the fire, she respects home life. Therefore, no one wants to talk to her.
  • Demeter - the hippie mom. So distraught by what happens to her daughter Persephone that she's forced to become the overprotective mom she always had in her.
  • Apollo - the golden child. Zeus is eternally proud of him and he manages to rock the poet/artist that every woman (and man) lusts after. Chill, bright, his life is golden.
  • Artemis - Apollo's realistic twin, she sees shit how it really is, and knew long ago to pull the cord and go live in the forest with a bunch of ladies. Lesbian to the core.
  • Hermes - the fun-loving gossip. Got to deliver everyone's news and was clever enough to pull practical jokes on the other gods and not get murdered for it.
  • Aphrodite - everyone's favorite. Cynical, business-minded, but also kind of a sap.

So what do you do with all this lovely subject matter, which has already been tackled to death in every possible form wayyyy before you were born? You find some way to express your love and interest in it, using the tools at your disposal.

Tomorrow! Turning ideas and wishful thinking and a love of comics into story.

Webcomic Week

  In order to welcome back regular updates to my webcomic Gods & Undergrads, this week I'm going to have a post-a-day about Why The Heck I Started Gods & Undergrads in the first place oh so many years ago. (Oh so many, I'm afraid I might've even officially started it in 2001, YE GASP)

A look back, if you will, on:

  • What inspired me to do comics in the firstest place
  • How I went about it
  • Things I learned
  • Things I never learned
  • And just what makes webcomics so wonderful in the first place.

Before I start, though, this is not meant to be some sort of how-to on how you should create a webcomic. I'm definitely going to share the things I've learned, but I do feel like over the years I've done everything I possibly could to prevent my webcomic from being regularly read and remembered. So I definitely can't condone my method. But! That's what processes are all about, right? The screwing up along the way?
We'll start off tomorrow with Part 1: My Obsession With the Subject Matter. Stay tuned!

STAY CALM

I'm so glad summer is on its way out. Even though it's still 80 degrees today, I can feel a (for once) cool breeze wafting around town, promising me that I may no longer have to be sweaty as I get dressed for work in the mornings. So it seemed like the perfect time to bring up this outdated billboard advertising Ocean City I saw the other day and I remembered how much I liked.

It was a great campaign. And not only because it was bold enough to catch your attention when you were stuck on the freeway in endless traffic, with nothing but muggy nights in the city to look forward to. Or because it featured "Rodney" - the Lifeguard Angel sent to fly you away to the beach and forget all of your troubles. Rodney reminds me of visiting Rehoboth Beach last year and catching the lifeguard tryouts on the beach. One wonderful, perfect vision of lifeguards running laps, swimming sprints, hootin' and hollerin' and encouraging one another in their red uniforms while the rest of us pale, fat suburban beachgoers gazed on admirably. Wonderful, but yet reminded me of how skittish I am to even go near the water nowadays for fear of jellyfish.

No, I think I love this ad most of all because it's the exact opposite of what Ocean City actually is. Removed from it's uppity siblings, stuffy Bethany and artsy Rehoboth, Ocean City is a beach eternally locked in a time warp from when you were thirteen. Awkward, unsure, so excited to be at the beach but so not supposed to show it ... you'd put up with anything to be at a beach when you were thirteen. Anything just to get a chance to be out at night among teens you didn't know, play games, overdose at Candy Kitchen, get your fortune read, and buy some ridiculous neon fad you'd never wear again. Ocean City is always reminding you of that feeling, with its endless supply of offensive t-shirt stores,  black light paraphernalia, and chotchkey malls. Telling you it's okay to be sunburned for a week. Encouraging you to start binge drinking fruity drinks at a young age, because all the bars pimp out their waitresses. And if you're ever in doubt of your identity, there's a t-shirt store around the corner that verifies what an ignorant, misogynistic racist you really are.

It's hitting you over the head with nostalgia in such a way that makes you never, ever want to go back.

And yet, when I see campaigns like this I get excited that one day OC may shove off its identity as the cheap, sleazy younger brother of the east coast beaches and embrace a bolder, brighter, (cleaner) future as the BEACH THAT MEANS BUSINESS. The beach for those serious about BEACHING AND RELAXING AND NOTHING ELSE. That it will sweep away all the blinking, loud, screeching stores and remake itself as the BEACH OF ALL BEACHES. Yeah, then I'd go. And I'd have Rodney to thank for it.

Scenes from my Favorite Books - Virgin Suicides

Remember back a couple months ago when I said I was going to start drawing scenes from some of my favorite books in comic book form? And remember I only did a few pages from The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides, to start?

Guess what, I've finally inked them! Progress!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tried and Truly Obsessed

I've mentioned I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology, right? Well, to celebrate the return of my much neglected webcomic, Gods & Undergrads, on Tuesday, September 27th, I'm posting some pictures of what I recently re-discovered on my last trip home. At one point, I was so nerdy that I drew each of the Greek Gods, taped them to my wall (complete with name tags and icons of their attributes), and organized them into a family tree.

(no, this isn't the last time I would do such a thing - certain college photo projects involving real people as Greek Gods would come later - but I DIGRESS ...)

Tried and Truly Obsessed

I've mentioned I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology, right? Well, to celebrate the return of my much neglected webcomic, Gods & Undergrads, on Tuesday, September 27th, I'm posting some pictures of what I recently re-discovered on my last trip home. At one point, I was so nerdy that I drew each of the Greek Gods, taped them to my wall (complete with name tags and icons of their attributes), and organized them into a family tree.

(no, this isn't the last time I would do such a thing - certain college photo projects involving real people as Greek Gods would come later - but I DIGRESS ...)

Tried and Truly Obsessed

I've mentioned I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology, right? Well, to celebrate the return of my much neglected webcomic, Gods & Undergrads, on Tuesday, September 27th, I'm posting some pictures of what I recently re-discovered on my last trip home. At one point, I was so nerdy that I drew each of the Greek Gods, taped them to my wall (complete with name tags and icons of their attributes), and organized them into a family tree.

(no, this isn't the last time I would do such a thing - certain college photo projects involving real people as Greek Gods would come later - but I DIGRESS ...)

Tried and Truly Obsessed

I've mentioned I'm obsessed with Greek Mythology, right? Well, to celebrate the return of my much neglected webcomic, Gods & Undergrads, on Tuesday, September 27th, I'm posting some pictures of what I recently re-discovered on my last trip home. At one point, I was so nerdy that I drew each of the Greek Gods, taped them to my wall (complete with name tags and icons of their attributes), and organized them into a family tree.

(no, this isn't the last time I would do such a thing - certain college photo projects involving real people as Greek Gods would come later - but I DIGRESS ...)

Bring Me Back My Cheese

Well I'm not out of the woods yet. And into the cheese fields, which is where I'd like to be.

Really, all you need to do is watch this and replace "hand" with cheese. Such is my feeling.

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I'm still on a gluten-free, dairy-free, soy-free kick over here for the duration. The good news is I may not actually have much of a problem with that triumvirate of food groupings ... the bad news is I have to stay off them whilst I continue to narrow stuff down. My nutritionist scolded me for having a LOT of trouble finding anything to eat the past two weeks (she forgot she was talking to a girl who ate nothing but yogurt, bread, cheese, and fake meat every day) so she's given me some scary things to incorporate:

Yams

Lentils

Mung Beans

Have I mentioned I'm a picky eater, who's scared of most things? Today for lunch I had steamed carrots and yams with ginger on top. And I almost started crying. It's tough having to eat grown-up foods.

So if any of you have some kick-ass yam or lentil or mung (NOT dung, which is how I keep reading it in my mind) bean recipes, feel free to throw them my way. And then watch as I whine about how I don't want to eat any of it.