SO – for those of you coming in late – this is my graphic novel, the pages are being posted up here slowly, as I complete the inking of each page. In good news – I have only about 20 or so pages until its completed … YAY!! Lately I’ve been a little distracted from this project due to another comics-related project Sleuth … but I’m still hopeful that I can do them both at the same time and have this done by about July of this year (2012)
If you want to read from the beginning of the Long Weekend then go here – First chapter – FRIDAY
Previous pages in this chapter (Saturday) – 73-75
Next pages 84-88.
The first page here was inspired in part by my beautiful partner Nadine Kessler and her explorations into type and old signage. It occurs to me that the personality of a town is expressed through the many layers of signage that it has gathered. You can get a wonderful snap-shot of a place through its signs. People from the place don’t even notice them after a while, but would know exactly (intuitively?) what the sign relates to.
The rest of the pages here are extremely abstracted versions of the idea that tools slowly form our world-view and our understanding, an interesting thought (says he as he types away on the computer … a machine that is slowly typing away at him).
Adapting this section was difficult to say the least, it was a far wordier part of the essay than I felt would work in comic-form … so I completely edited it, and left it in almost silence … which I felt would work much better after the noise and bluster at the end of the previous section where Craig is in the hospital with the young psychotic Aboriginal girl. The large part of Saturday is very conceptual and I also enjoyed the silent sections so much that I thought I’d put more of them in, to build up the contemplative tone that I had hoped to have throughout the entire piece. Actually … having placed these pages up here and read it again in this different context … I can see that its quite flawed still … I’ll have to think about this section a little more … hmmm works in progress are interesting.
Joshua Santospirito Art 
I think this is a beautiful and provocative rendering, Josh, of complex text where the silence in image perhaps transcend and overtake the words. It binds, almost unknowingly, the pre-frontal cortex objectification of bounded reflection with the primordial act of purposeful forming, creating, firing, repetitively enacting. Maybe it is an all encompassing unity we persist in seeing as so very separate. It causes dog-fights.
The set of images for me, form quite an exquisite mandala which reminds me of another dreaming story of Alice. The rounded, protective, erotic, podded connectedness of caterpillar land and people traveling, which in being built out, ripped open, culturally divided, perhaps impairs its containing, healing, directive, creative function.