Cartoons And Doom

I had a dream this morning. I dreamt that I was driving on a wide, empty highway, when abruptly, for maybe 200 feet, the road was replaced by a field of wildflowers. It was lovely.

I stopped at the edge of the pavement to consider whether I should attempt to cross the field in my car. The field looked reasonably flat and safe, so I figured it would be okay. I got maybe three-quarters of the way across the field when my car fell into a deep, massive hole, rolling over and over on the way down. I couldn't see anything outside the car but the green of stems and leaves, and I thought to myself, "this is it, I'm definitely going to die this time."

And the I woke up.

What do you think that could've been about?









note: I know these are about cartooning, and I'm not a cartoonist. But I'm still really feeling this one today.

(Also: these panels are from a longer piece in The Acme Novelty Library, by Chris Ware, who is a fucking genius.) |