i went to my local independent comic book and graphic novel store today and bought The Making Of by Brecht Evens, which is a flemish import, about a moderately successful artist named Peterson, who travels to the village of Beerpole to take part in the local arts biennial, unfortunately his fellow artists are amateur misfits and his artistic vision falls apart around him. the book is so amazingly rich with ink washes and watercolours, i could frame every panel on my wall, it’s absolutely beautiful. It’s definitely made me want to expand my creative mediums. the minimal colour and shapes portray each emotion effectively and the use of the chosen colour for speech reflects each character well.
it’s a shame that the writing is not as engaging as the images. Each character is shallow and lacks development, the most interesting character is left in a cell never to return, and the only central female is a groupie and is used as a means for the main character to get his boner felt in a lake (wow groundbreaking the only female fucks the protagonist wow blown away.) also i must note the only conversation we hear her having, may i add she is also a photographer, with her friends is simple gossip which is in stark contrast to the artistic waffle of the other amateur artists. I don’t think it is fair representation to use this female character as a way to portray that the main character is ‘sleazy’, noting also that the young girl is only seventeen which doesnt seem to deter him at all, and also the retro slime green of his speech.
im happy that i bought this book purely for the beauty of it’s pages, but the story was very ‘meh’