{"id":389,"date":"2007-10-18T12:39:24","date_gmt":"2007-10-18T16:39:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.niqueworks.ca\/?p=389"},"modified":"2007-10-21T01:31:46","modified_gmt":"2007-10-21T05:31:46","slug":"damn-this-shit-takes-time-warning-massive-rant-ahead","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.niqueworks.ca\/?p=389","title":{"rendered":"Damn this shit takes time! &#8211; Warning: massive rant ahead"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I hope my regular readers (all 2 \u00bd of you) don\u2019t forget about this blog due to the infrequency of my posting. From the start I wanted this blog to be more about my art than my life, so I refrain from blogging about my day to day rituals or my thoughts on political issues. (I comment on No Cookies For Me to satisfy that itch). But having the focus of this blog be artistic inevitably results in long stretches where nothing is posted because it takes time to make art.<\/p>\n<p>Can I just digress for a second and mention how much I hate the term \u201cart\u201d when referring to my own work? I\u2019ve always resisted the label \u201cartist\u201d maybe because everyone else has always been so eager to apply it to me. And while I acknowledge that the shit I make IS art, in as much as everything could be considered art if you broaden the definition of the word enough (especially if you take Fine Arts at Concordia and discuss it in Art Theory), I remain uncomfortable with the term. It just sounds so pretentious. And if there\u2019s anything I abhor it&#8217;s pretentious art freaks. That\u2019s exactly why I quit art school; I just couldn\u2019t handle all the self-importance (this coming from one of the most arrogant and self-obsessed people out there). And it\u2019s why I chose to minor in creative writing, rather than major in it; I didn\u2019t want to get overwhelmed with more artsy pretentiousness.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, making art takes times. And I don\u2019t have a lot of time to devote to it simply because I need to hold down a regular 9 to 5 to pay the bills. Writing isn\u2019t that hard, I can even do it at work *cough* totally on my lunch break *cough*. But drawing takes a crapload of time and photoshopping those drawings takes more time still.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll digress again to lament my waning interest in drawing. I used to love to draw when I was younger but it doesn\u2019t capture my interest the way it used to. It has literally been at least half a decade since I have drawn anything using my pastels and I only paint about once a year. I still enjoy it when I do it but I rarely feel the urge to paint anymore. This lack of interest sort of saddens me because I used to love it so much but I do acknowledge that my love of visual art has been replaced with a love of writing that is much stronger than my interest in drawing ever was.<\/p>\n<p>But as much as I enjoy prose my preferred style is script writing; dialogue. I thoroughly enjoyed the playwriting course I took and then truly felt as though I\u2019d found my calling when I took Script Writing. Distinct from playwriting in that script writing implies writing for T.V. or film. (A very different style indeed). Because I don\u2019t work in the T.V. industry I write comic books, which are paced pretty similarly to T.V. shows. My script writing professor even suggested we treat the two mediums as interchangeable.<\/p>\n<p>But there is no point to a graphic novel without graphics. So I need to draw to make my stories come to life. And those drawings need to be photoshopped. Fortunately I adore photoshopping. Hours can go by without me noticing while I\u2019m clicking away with the mouse. I forget to eat, forget to go to the bathroom, forget there is a world outside of my computer. My body ceases to exist and I become one with the laptop. Mmmm\u2026 photoshop. Even thinking about it makes me happy. Of course I\u2019m still human so every so often I become cognizant of the real world and I stand up and discover that I\u2019ve been sitting in a hunched position for hours; my shoulders ache and my stomach grumbles and I run to relieve my bladder. And for the first time, after years of working in data entry, I\u2019ve finally acquired a case of carpal tunnel syndrome. I used to rest after a long day\u2019s work but since starting up this blog I now I come home and do more typing, using my left digits in exactly the same way I do at work \u2013 stretching my proportionately small hand into an awkward position for hours. And damn it hurts. But not enough to make me stop! Thankfully I draw and mouse with my right hand, which so far remains unaffected. I\u2019ll just put a brace on my left hand and keep holding down shift while I stretch images.<\/p>\n<p>So all this to say: please don\u2019t lose interest! Stay tuned for more! The real reason I started this blog was to finally do something with the epic graphic novel I started writing around seven years ago. I wrote a pilot script for a class assignment (totally got an A) and loved the story and characters so much I just never stopped adding more. But finally this year I completed the writing and am now determined to illustrate it. The other day I started drawing for it and found that my love of drawing was not dead after all. I simply needed a subject to be passionate about. (And as much as I like Killing the Myth, I don\u2019t love it, which shows through in its half-assed drawings. I mean, um, the drawing style is totally intentional\u2026 it\u2019s symbolic of Saura\u2019s struggle to free herself from inaccurate proportions). But Waste Island, the epic story I speak of, will be awesome, oh yes, it will. I love the characters as though they are my children and like all good stories, it pretty much wrote itself with minimal interference from me. I\u2019ll even admit that Waste Island has affected (effected?) my real life in strange and unexpected ways; I became so fond of some of the characters that I altered my own life to mirror theirs and it really has become a chicken and egg type of situation. Are the characters the way they are because I made them so or am I the way I am because they influenced me? A little bit of both I suppose. (This is where sane people remind me that there&#8217;s no difference since I invented these characters in the first place).<\/p>\n<p>And now that I\u2019ve (hopefully) whetted your appetite for Waste Island I will make you wait a really long time for it. Because damn, this shit takes time. An average episode\/issue is about 60 pages of text and so far that amounts to 3 illustrated panels per page. It takes about an hour to make one panel, drawing and formatting. Yep, an hour. That doesn\u2019t even include photography time (the illustrations incorporate hand-drawn pictures and real life photographs). So if it takes three hours to illustrate one page then it would take an average of 180 hours to complete one issue of the comic book. Since I can only devote about two hours a day to this project (with a little more on weekends) that amounts to 90 days for one issue. There are 73 issues. So it should only take about 18 years to complete this project. Please excuse me, I think I just had an aneurysm.<\/p>\n<p>And that\u2019s assuming I work on WI exclusively, ignoring all the other stories I\u2019ve got floating around in my hard drive. (Don\u2019t worry Planet Exile, I haven\u2019t forgotten about you! Altough Neika, the Chameleon Stalker\u2026 yeah, you\u2019re toast. You too Fiona\u2019s Boys, which is probably for the best considering all the shit I took for Paradise Syndrome. Not that Fiona&#8217;s Boys is in any way based on my real life or the real boys in that real life *cough*).<\/p>\n<p>Holy shit. Can I do this? Can I make WI come to life? Even if I streamline the process a bit, it\u2019ll still take 10 years to finish this sucker. But you know what? I\u2019m determined. Because this is a project that actually means something to me. I care about it. I&#8217;m passionate about it. This is what they mean when they talk about a natural high (and people wonder why I&#8217;m straight edge). But working on WI does mean I can never have kids, they would just take too much time away from my imaginary children. So oh well for that. My biological clock can officially shut up now. &#8216;Cause I\u2019ve already started thinking about the sequel to Waste Island and it\u2019s gonna be great! Just you wait and see! Just be prepared to wait a really long time is all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I hope my regular readers (all 2 \u00bd of you) don\u2019t forget about this blog due to the infrequency of my posting. From the start I wanted this blog to be more about my art than my life, so I refrain from blogging about my day to day rituals or my thoughts on political issues. 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