Posts Tagged ‘Bruno’
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Sometimes we want advice, and sometimes we want encouragement. And sometimes we have to specifically tell the person what we want. Ah, communication.
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With this strip I was trying to express how it feels like to hang out with someone who keeps changing the subject, especially when you’re talking about something with emotion because it matters to you.
It’s a little muddy going, but it kinda’ does that.
Funny that Donna is just simply there, taking a nap. :)
This was my attempt to write some of the circles my mind used to go round when thinking about life and relationships. Fortunately, I’m a bit more grounded now.
I’ve found that this sometimes happens in friendships, where you’re always joking around, but at some point you lose grasp of what is joke and what are true feelings, and it can be tough to regain the foundation of earnestness.
And, of course, if you’re drunken and married then you have a “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf” situation on your hands. Fun!
It’s funny that I’ve never really been a stoner, nor really enjoyed the experience (I didn’t inhale, of course), but I appreciate it, and find Randall’s good natured stoned existence to be irresistible.
This is one of those strips where I have no idea what it was about, and it may have been about nothing specific. But that feeling, that overwhelmed wrongness of the world which sometimes hits you square i the kisser. it’s THAT feeling. I happy that i caught it. And I’m even happier that it rarely hits me like that anymore.
I think I somewhat had Bruno creating her own problems somewhat to have others comfort her and take care of her. But a lot of writing the strip was just “feeling out” the character, so I’m not sure.
This strip was simply me exploring the debate which I heard (and participated in) many times at college, does it stifle artistic creativity, or teach you how, or both, or etc etc. But like most things, the debate was more interesting to me than the answer.
I think this strip was loosely based on a conversation I heard.
Fun strip to run on Christmas. Wheeeee! ;-)
Happy holidays everybody.
I find this an interesting, unattractive, and unfortunately fairly common trait (and one I’ve, of course, even observed in myself). When people feel lousy inside, I have often seen them pick fights with others (or simply complain about other things) to be able to direct their frustrations somewhere outside of themselves. My guess is it’s a coping mechanism, to either not blame oneself, or when one is unable to identify the precise issue and erroneously finds outside problems as the only thing they CAN identify and therefore blames them.
Achht. But who knows. Maybe we’re all just cranky bastards. :)
