Here Comes the Rain Again…
Jul16
on 07/16/2015
at 12:01 am
Randie gets in moods. She’s obviously missing Ryan… and probably channeling a song by the Eurythmics.
And on a technical note… I finally have room to show Randie’s sketches! The 3-4 panel humor comic format does little to help show Randie’s art work.
*Look for more sketch book pages in the future.
Here’s some Squid Row examples of Randie’s moody periods…
http://squidrowcomics.com/randie-miserable/
Funny thing is, I think of rain when I think of sadness, but rain always makes me feel happy! I like splashing and coming in to get dry, hanging out inside with a book and some tea, knowing that our poor dry hills are getting some relief.
I like being inside when it rains… it means that it’s time to create! Or cozy up under a blanket with a cat. Growing up (some) in Eureka, rain was a constant… and there was lots of indoor time… no wonder I always liked to draw… it was what I was doing most the time when I was “stuck” indoors.
I do like the sound of rain… and the smell of rain…
Gotta’ side with Judy on this one. Right in the heart core value: Rain = good times. Let it rain-let it rain-let it rain! And you’re so right about the first smells of wet earth when it rains, and the first patters of rain on leaves, glorious!
How ever this page does show the lonely-timedrag-blues very well.
THanks… Randie gets the blues… she just has to draw it out.
Now it’s time to put on her kohl eyeliner, listen to Death Cab for Cutie, and cut herself.
…that is, until it’s coffee time!
Oh, no… no, no… She’s not THAT extreme… she’s more of a let-it-all-out in her sketchbook, mope, feel bad… and then get coffee. She’d probably put on some very bluesy jazz… Nina Simone… “Black Coffee” is a good one.
Guess I was thinking about Grace…who we are all waiting to be grandly re-introduced into this new series.
There are many folks who’ve not yet entered the new comic. Some may have few appearances… but I won’t say who.
For the blues, I favor instrumentals. Maybe Scott Joplin, there’s a plaintive undertone in ragtime.
Yah, the Blues and Ragtime heavily influenced the creation of Jazz… I took a fabulous Jazz appreciation class at UCSC and we listened to A LOT of blues and ragtime. Right now, I have the Maple Leaf Rag in my head… which isn’t uncheerful… it’s very uplifting… maybe Randie should listen to THAT!
Yeah, went through this kind of funk in a major way earlier this year when I lost two of my best friends inside of two months. I was so miserable at times I actually found all music completely offensive. Since I suck at visual arts I did a lot of writing at that time. Unfortunately it was so bleak and half-thought-out that I ended up burning my notebooks because nobody needs to read that kind of stuff. Some expressions of creativity really create very little but unhappiness.
I’m sorry that you lost your best friends…that kind of loss cuts so deep. When we lost our Dad in 2006, my mom couldn’t listen to any music either. I find that music heightens your senses… and if you are grieving… it only makes the grieving worse.
I have some sketchbooks I find difficult to look out… especially those where my dad was getting sick. There’s one picture that I captured, one of my dad holding his head in his hands, that I cry every time I see it. But I cannot torch any of my sketchbooks… it’s a blasphemy. But you were probably right to burn yours. Keep your eyes to the sunlight, right?
I’m more of an ‘eyes on the starlight’ type myself. I prefer cold weather. I’m glad you’ve held onto your memoirs though. Not everyone is strong enough to handle their own memories! There’s an old saying I remember along the lines of “Paint is mightiest when mixed with the heart, words are sharpest when honed with the mind.”…….
THat’s a nice saying. I don’t always look at those sketchbooks… because I know that some of them will bring me down. BUT sometimes they remind me of how happy I am NOW!
Whoa! That first frame is INCREDIBLE, Brig! You’ve added a nice-sized chunk of realism to your tooning. I love it!
THank you, Pete! I’ve been playing, also, with textures and trying to get more sketchy… I find myself tightening up at times and I have to force myself to make lines that don’t meet. Cartoonists are funny creatures.
I’m a crazy coastie who prefers gray and rain to sun. If I wrote that Eurythmics song it’d be, “Here comes the sun again…”
Yes, I go through bouts where I just want it to rain. People look at me funny when I tell them that I don’t like the weather in Sandy Eggo (where I used to live)… it’s TOO nice… ALL THE TIME NICE… nope… I want some fog and some marine layer… and some sun in the afternoon, but not hot sun. Gosh, I’m picky.
It isn’t ‘picky’, it’s ‘moisture loving’!
I shrivel otherwise… right now it’s unusually muggy… and I can’t say that I like THIS either. Meh.