I’m terrible at telling stories. Complete ones, at least. I don’t know if it’s a result of the past few years of my instructors teaching me how to create and tell stories, ones that go through the full arc, and always wanting me to tell a full story in whatever timeframe they constrict me to, but sometimes…I really just don’t want to.
I like moments. Little scenes that hint at a larger story or can tell a completely different one. I get tired of telling my audience, “This is what my story is about and this is the only light you can think it in.” Sometimes, I want my audience to draw their own conclusions. Make up their stories. I like to prompt others, I guess would be one way of putting it.
Which I suppose is where this comic came from. Although it’s not really a comic. More of a montage.
It’s a scene between Malcolm Hawke and a younger Carver. The first two pages are the beginning of the scene, the last two its ending. I have dialogue bubbles, but those are placed for convenience. There’s no real dialogue other than a small prompt, although I do have my own ideas about what they’re talking about.
This is an exercise, nothing more, done really fast whenever I was distracted. It won’t ever be completed, or at least I have no plans to do anything more with it. Just some father and son interaction. :)
Yes, father-son moments. Between Carver and Malcolm. ♥
Perhaps this is after he nailed Bethany’s braid to the bed while she was sleeping.
Reblogging because I always wished for flashbacks to the Hawke siblings life in Kirkwall. And there was just something...