Art is a solitary experience. Whether it's a comic strip, writing, painting, or whatever ... it's a process that requires introspection and time to work alone. It's only when a piece is completed when art may become a group activity -- and even then, only for an audience. For the artist, his work is done, and no matter the reaction an audience may give, it is the artist alone who receives the reaction and can take ownership of it.
You know all that loathing, self-doubt, self-hate, overwhelming frustration, and repressed hostility we all carry inside us? That's who the Brain is. And whenever Jordan is talking to him, Jordan reverts to his most innocent and inoffensive. Which is all the better for the Brain to offend.
If this is the first time you've witnessed the schizophrenic phenomenon of krumbinesBRAIN, you can get a refresher from these strips, and before that, these videos. Yes, the hostile rapport of Krumbine versus Krumbine is a well-established routine and I knew from early on that it would eventually be one of the primary cornerstones of Seminal Works.
As with most of the strips I write, this one is rooted in some semblance of reality. Over Valentine's this year, Sam and I went to a local festival for short films and attended two evening's worth of screenings. It was a fun experience -- with the qualifications that are described in the next two strips. The best part by far, however, was watching my wife turn into my own personal cheerleader. And I didn't even have any films entered in the festival.
I suppose it could be argued that cheerleading is part of your spousal responsibilities. And maybe it is. But creating your art is painfully solitary, so even if it's just your wife acknowledging it -- much less acknowledging it POSITIVELY -- it's an immensely rewarding experience.