Pieces Page seven! (Patreon)

Well good afternoon to everyone! I hope your day has been alright! It's been quiet here for the most part and that is just the way I love it!  Up for download  is the next and technical last page for Pieces! We got one more but it's more of a single picture than panel page!

I wanted to thank those of you who joined me for this one because I'm not going to lie, I don't think I have received so much response from multiple communities on any other work as I have for Pieces. It really warmed my heart to see such uplifting commentary and relation with this mini comic!

I actually wanted to talk a little about why I started Pieces and what it meant for myself. I had actually begun a sketch on it some nights ago right before bed, and it has been a rewarding vent piece of my own especially during the holiday seasons where stress was high. Believe it or not, broken rabbits has been a subtle theme of my own that has carried on for years in my work now and again.

I had a stuffed animal rabbit when I had been in second grade, so now and then I would bring it with myself to school when I felt especially anxiety ridden. I would often hide in the corner of my classroom, and so a desk was kept in this corner where I would set the rabbit and I would feel better while I did classwork. One day however while recess had been going on, another kid came along who I was often unkind to.

Needless to say we were rude to one another and so they took the rabbit and tore it's arm off. I was so upset I punched the kid without stopping until the teacher pulled me away. I felt horrible about the rabbit and it wouldn't be until years later that I felt horrible for what I had done to the kid. Memories of a broken rabbit as it were. I felt like my arm was being tugged off too, and I shared a pain with a stuffed animal yet could not begin to comprehend how I hit and hurt another human being.

So now and again I feel emotionally drained of the things that give me strength. I feel tired and alone some nights, and look out the window thinking to myself " Why do I bother? The ones who want to hurt me speak out far more than the people wanting to be kind. They don't care. All they see is pretty colors and childish drawings. " And I stop, sigh, and draw broken rabbits. I don't see the good in people at that time. All I see is a broken rabbit and cruelty without purpose. No one deserves to think that way. It's..lonely.

To me this comic went beyond that cynicism. I wanted it to be more than a cry in the dark. I wanted it to heal someone else because it's easy to just close our eyes and say " This is the way the world is. " when we're in an ocean of diverse and beautiful people. It takes so much to break us down and it takes so little to raise us up again. So I hope this comic made you feel good, and I hope it gave you courage to keep your eyes open to the rest of your life.

You be good now! You have the rest of the day or night to just think, explore, grow and live.