Nu regnar det i Malmö.
Jag har gjort en serie som jag inte lägger upp här.
Inte än i alla fall.
Kanske om ett tag.
När den fått vila lite. Just nu är den för aktuell.
Det har redan slutat regna…
efter regn kommer solsken. Det vet alla.
It’s raining in Malmö now.
I drew a comic that I wont post here.
Not yet anyway.
Maybe after some time has passed.
When it’s rested for a while. Right now it’s too current.
It’s allready stopped raining.
After rain comes sunshine. Everybody knows that.
That painting is upsetting me.
I try not to think about it.
If I think about it I get like nervous or something.
It’s just too good.
It has everything that I love in art. Stuff poking out of it that you can pull at to make other places move… and a really beautiful quote, about friendship gone lost… and the colours… and the motiffs… JesustttfcknChrist.
It’s too much to have been created here! in this ordinary apartement, where I live and brush my teath!
And to think it was created by two close friends of mine?
It’s just… humbling.
Another rewrite! Had a meeting with Stina today and had her read the new ending for the book.
She was not impressed. She was still wondering what the book was about. I sat down in my studio with a somewhat hollow and uncertain feeling in my cheast.
Stina came after me, said that she felt uncertain about how to advice me. I understand her. We needed to bring in a third party into our relationship. (I’m the guy at the left…)
So come Thursday I shall have Josefine Svenske read it when she’s here at Comic art school (as a substitute teacher for Gunnar Krantz, who is currently bone broken and lying at home watching bad films and eating heaps of licorice (I do not know this for a fact, it is only a suspicion of mine)).
Anyway the meeting with Stina did inspire me to rewrite it agian, so now it’s a story about running away from your problems. It was about that before too, but now it’s more of a clear theme in the book.
This will be a magnificent masterwork! The first of many!
And you will love it.
As do I.
My hand is aching from drawing again! Yeeeyyy! I feel like such a good girl! ^_^ Today was an awesome productive day! ^_^ Happy happy joy joy!
And I’ve been listening to “Me and Bobby McGee” over and over again for the last hour.
A lot of different versions, but the best one is by far with mr Kris Kristofferson.
He’s got that slow mellow tone to both his voice and the arrangement (and also a nice beard wich is allways a plus in my book).
Johnny Cash beats it up too much (cause it’s up-beat, get it?! beats-it-up! up-beat! :D … I killed it before it was even funny didn’t I… d’oh.)
I just came to think of something… this guy J, the guy who widened my view on country music, he reminds me of that film… A love song for Bobby Long.
I want to see that film again… Scarlet Johansson is so maddahfahckin beautiful… gaaawwwd…
Yeah yeah yeah, ‘nough said about the sexys!
Now, some proof of my hard work
one finished page (you saw it the other day when it was half finished…)
And one almost finished page (pg 2 of the ending):
I’m planning on drawing all those little dots on the ground in the last panel tonight. After that I can let myself go home. Tomorrow is 24-hour comic-day at Comic Art School. I’ll probably be here working on my book.
Funny thing about this page: Nina looks like Quagmyer in the fourth panel… hähähä… the sillyness.
Now I have an ending for my book.
Three pages from Bokmässan i Göteborg and an epilogue of two pages following that.
Below you can see the first page of the end. It isn’t fully inked yet (as you can see?), so what you’re getting is a bit of work in progress here… I think I need to get some sleep now. It’s late and I’m feelin so tired. having trouble sleeping.
( my personal favorite on this page is Ninas (my) puffy face in the second panel, the cheeks mooshed against the knees like that, pouting her lips a bit… cute! ^_^ )
Oh yeah, translation of the barely readable text:
Göteborg Book fair 2008
… ha ha ha…
Karin and Käbi…
They’re talking and laughing.
It’s nice to hear them. In this context I’m not small and weak anymore.
Why haven’t I wanted to talk to anyone about my modeling days for all these years?
Andreas and Irma… How can they make me so scared?
Why do I feel shame and failure when I see them?
This was one of the stranger sites… I have no idea what it says, but they clearly put my name on their site… If anyone out there speaks… russian? polish? what ever it is… you’re more than welcome to send me a translation.
And also I have had some friends ask me about the pathetic and extremely sucky film I had a role in when I was 15 years old, well, this site has a trailer for it. As you can see from the trailer, it’s a halfass atempt at a thriller.
My contribution to this production was horrible. I’m actually fake-crying! GAH! Horrible!
Just so you know, if you ever see it, I am sooo much better now! This was b-e-f-o-r-e I went to drama school.
Anyway, I like the mix of actress/ comic artist/ manic psycho fan girl -hits.
I’ve never wanted to label myself as one thing only. That’s probably got to do as much with self preservation as it has with that noble sense of freedom I wish to radiate. If I don’t title myself as anything I can’t fail at becoming it. BUT! Failure isn’t failure until you accept it as such! And I shall keep striving until my goals are achieved.
I shall let go of fears and self preservation!
I shall let my self go,
and down into the darkness of uncertainty,
for with bravery and strenght
a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g can be obtained.
Yesterday me and Lullis had an ultimate bonding day.
We got lulliga in a bar. höhö… I crack myself up. Lullig Lullis… ahhh… (‘s this lady still a bit drunk? naaahhh, jess’ n a v’rrry guood muood…) ^_^
Anyway, we sat there from 15.00 in the afternoon until 00.30 at night. 9.5 hours.
aaaand… weeell, let’s just say that we got to talk about a loooot of things… hähähä.
But of course, being artists, as we are, we kept our fingers buzzy too
by sketching away in our sketch books.
This is me and Miriam in Athens before I got all freaked out from smoking.
This one is called Ful fot, which is swedish for Ugly foot. A self-explanatory title… the big toe’s on the wrong side… and all in all just… ugly feet, you know.
I want someone to read my book-sketches again.
Preferably someone not involved in Serieskolan, I think.
Like maybe mom…
or Ullis… don’t know.
And also, I really want to see this at Malmö Operan.
It seems as though Isabella wont be able to come down here for a visit before spring time,
so I’m up for grabs, you guys!
Who wants to go?
Come on, don’t you wanna see the inevitable fall of a man who wanted it all, with me? And also some blood, smoke, vampires and whores? What more do you need really?! (Oh god… those people in that youtube clip really scared me… can’t seem to shake this uneasy queezy feeling…brrr!)
Just give me a poke if you want to see it!
I’ve been you-tubing clips from The Office (US version) and found this…
Oh Dwight. <3
Dearest dearest Dwight.
You beautiful creature…
I just have to state that OF COURSE I HAVEN’T EVER SMOKED IN ANY WINDOW. That would be insane! I would never do anything like that. never. Cause that’s not allowed. Further more I wouldn’t post a vid where I confess to it on the internet.
This video is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance between the events or characters portrayed in it and persons living or dead is purely coincidental.