From a creative standpoint, I’ve never felt quite the same after reading Alan Moore’s Saga of the Swamp Thing. Shifting the origin of a man turned monster into a monster turned man. A reimagining so beautifully written and illustrated I simply felt guilty for not reading it sooner. The pages I’m sharing represent one of my favorite moments: a dreamlike sequence where the Swamp Thing cradles the bones of who he believes he is. Even rejecting his bride in the process. Realizing the thoughts and emotions he has are not his own but simply taken from the corpse he carries. And the sadness and fear of losing the remains, as he believes it’s his only link to humanity. The despair in realizing that your reality isn’t even yours. Still kills me reading it!
This piece didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted it. I sort of “gave up” on it. I drew the skull with Swampy “mossing” over it just fine. Even dug the colors. But when it came to the composition I was pretty lost. Reflection. Water ripples. Didn’t really know what I was doing. And since this was simply a fun piece, I had other bigger things to move onto. So this is where we are.
As usual, prints are for sale at my store if interested. And fun projects are ahead!
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