Reposting pages of The Big Crunch, a webcomic I made during the 2010’s. This one is originally from October 21st, 2011.
The Big Crunch, No. 13
Fear in the Age of Knowledge, No. 12
Fear in the Age of Knowledge was a series of surrealist ink and watercolor illustrations I made between October 2018 and March 2019. It started as a response to the year’s Inktober prompts and evolved into an exploration of what it means to be afraid in an era of science, technology, and media.
Senses
The T-shirt tag that I forgot to cut out. The nice wool sweater I bought that feels like burlap. The jeans that hug my calves a little too tight.
The scrape of silverware in the sink. The hand full of sludge as I open the drain. The clank of dishes as I line them up in the washer.
The alarm in the boiler room of the complex, skimming the surface of audibility through the bedroom wall.
Smacking lips. Dry mouths. The unexpected brush of a loved one’s fingers (I’m sorry).
But hey, there’s also music. So it’s not so bad.
The Big Crunch, No. 12
Reposting pages of The Big Crunch, a webcomic I made during the 2010’s. This one is originally from October 19th, 2011.
Forty-Niner
He swirls the sifting pan, skin leathery from the sun. The river soaks his ankles. He thinks he catches a gleam of gold, but then it disappears. Perhaps it was a glint off the sweat beading on his eyelashes.
The family he left. The family he will never have.
I will break the mountains, he murmurs. I will drive a pick-axe through the core of this planet.
He throws aside the pan and thrashes the river bank with his bare fingers. His callouses begin to crack. The water streams with trails of crimson.
Meanwhile the sun looks down with incredulity.