I’ve been thinking about Boss Guitar Pedals lately. They make a fine story.
Up next: Mary Marvel makes out with Batgirl.
Here’s a new abstract comic, called The Haunted House.
This place clearly tells a story, and the story is evolving.
I pass this house on the train to work. Today, I stopped during both commutes to photograph it. The shady picture is in the morning sun. If you look at the shadow free picture above, you may notice someone did some work on the basement, changing the story somewhat.
When I first saw it, my mind did something like this:
It’s an instant abstract comic, naturally formed and observed in nature. I stared while photographing this space and my mind wandered around those rooms, wondering what other stories they tell. The ghosts that haunt this place must be disturbed it has changed so much. I suppose they are waterproof.
Several iterations of the kitchen decor are visible. It’s like a history lesson. Dig that beautiful paper – I’d never cover that up, if it were mine.
Those are some gorgeous colors, when viewed this way in the open air. Enjoy it before it’s gone forever.
During a recent trip to the local hardware supply super store on official circus peanut business, my little one pilfered these paint chips to “make some art.” I couldn’t be more proud.
And, looking at them on the kitchen table, it stuck me that they already tell a story. Here’s a new abstract comic.
When we can’t find something, it doesn’t always mean that the thing is lost.
When things disappear, they often end up in the City of Lost things…
This weekend’s abstract comic, pencil on a section of pine floor plank:
This post began as an abstract comic and ended that way, too.