One of my obstacles is that I just get overwhelmed by the magnitude of work that Carla Speed McNeil put into this.
This was all hand-inked!
She self published these for fifteen years until finally Dark Horse picked them up and consolidated them into a few door-stopper sized volumes.
Fifteen years is a long time to believe that your story is worth telling, eh?
I imagine her, alone in her tiny apartment, drawing these columns, wondering if anyone is ever going to read this crazy story.
Am I in a frame of mind with my life right now to appreciate this work?
She even puts a halo around the moon.
Does she ink in the entire night sky or at some point switch over to a black paper and use white ink for the heavenly bodies?
On to page three….
(And you people wonder why I can’t lee up with read-a-longs…)