Eyes of Time

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    1. It’s so cool of you to stop by and take a look at what I do. I really do appreciate you taking the time! I have to say that I’m a fan of how you wrangle your words, so for you to direct them at me with such kindness means a lot! ๐Ÿ˜€

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  2. Holy shit this is deep on a whole other level. The art is amazing and still simple. What motivated you to make this? Can you tell me more about how this came to be as it is? I know art is in the eye of the beholder but i want to know what you beheld? What secret meanings lie within this?

    Honestly, just wow.

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    1. Firstly, TN, thank you! As for an explanation, lemme see what I can do for you there…

      Basically, I wanted to show Ernest’s mental and emotional state. He was not in a great place because he was, in a sense, trapped within himself. He was the only thing that was preventing himself moving forward through his depression.

      This is among my absolute favourite strips because I think it displays a very real and personal side to me. Depression is a slow killer of many people, and it’s something that needs to be dragged out into the light again and again and again so that the ones who don’t suffer might eventually come to understand what life is like for those that do. ๐Ÿ™‚

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      1. I think to some level that everyone caught in modern society is depressed. And i suffer from severe depression too so i can relate to this. I often feel as though to not be depressed in such a world is to leave your self blind to the reality of what happens around you. I get emotional over (what most people would think to be) the most silly of things. And even though i know what i seek to see and to learn will hurt me I persist in looking. Sometimes I guess it could be described as a comfortable nightmare. I have all these blessings, like a house, running water, a fridge, people who love me, i have saftey and education, heating in my home when its cold outside. I have so much when so many have so little, and I dont feel deserving of it. I do not feel worthy. I look around me at so many people who have the same and more and they are not thankful. And yet i can see a homeless man recieve a ยฃ1 coin and he is greatful. Everything around me seems to link to some inner sadness within me. Some disgust that i have built up over the years to modern society. And even secretly towards the ones I love with their ways and how they have become slightly blind to it. And blind to themselves, and all that I see in them that annoys me seems to also be a reflection of myself. I feel chained to the ones I love and care for, and I feel chained to these comfortablities. And i dont know what to do. I dont know how to improve myself anymore. I gave up meat, i gave up alcohol, i gave up weed, i gave up travelling, i gave up facebook and communication with many people i know, i gave up tv, i gave up being vain as much as possible and stop cutting my hair and shaving my beard, i gave up on women for a long time and locked myself away in my house. I am my own worst enemy and i know this. But this is something terribly important to me, and to give it up and to go back to my old ways and to pretend i am happy and carry on as everyone around me does is to give up on who i feel i truly am. For all the pain ot brings me it is still me. This pain is me. This is who i am, and i feel as though the pain is justified but it makes everyone around me feel uncomfortable, and so i have to pretend I am not hurting to appease them, so as not to distort what they believe is reality. So i dont drag them down the rabbit hole with me. I feel alone. I feel as though its unfair of me to take them away from ignorance, because i dont wish this pain on anybody. But yet i see they all hurt, just in different ways.

        Its all so complicated and confusing. I’m lost in a maze and dont know which way to turn. So i often turn inwards, and critique myself. And try to improve my character. But i can be so cruel to myself. So ashamed of myself. And no amount of compliments from anyone can be enjoyed, because i feel if they compliment me, they dont understand me.

        Lol funny old thing existance isnt it.

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        1. God. You’ve just described me! (Minus a detail here and there, but still…) Would you consent to me using this text for an upcoming strip? You don’t have to say yes but I’d hate myself for not at least asking…

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                1. It won’t be for at least another month as I already have a strip or two lined up to work on, but it will happen. Of that I can assure you. And, yes, I will be sure to let you know. I won’t want you to miss a thing! ๐Ÿ™‚

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                  1. Art is never to be rushed my friend. It will fall out of your mind when it is good and ready ๐Ÿ˜‰ and i’ll be patient. I look forward to seeing the strips you make in the mean time.

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    1. Ha ha ha! Well, I figured why should it only be women in fiction that get to show all their bits? Why not men too? And the context seemed appropriate also. ๐Ÿ˜› Thanks for reading and commenting! ๐Ÿ˜€

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    1. Please do, Nat. Actually, I can see you’ve done this already. Thanks for the email, and thanks for reading in the first place! It’s a pleasure to meet you! ๐Ÿ˜€

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    1. To some extent it does. There’s a bit of the real mixed in with the fiction, and it all becomes a big, melodramatic, comic soup in the end. Thanks for reading and commenting. Much appreciated! ๐Ÿ˜›

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  15. I found this really darkly beautiful. I’ve been doing okay lately, so I’m kind of viewing it at a distance. I hope even at your close view, you can see this is worthwhile work.

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  16. So happy to see this blog of yours in my mailbox. Loved this brilliant encapsulation of how the mind can take us spinning even as we are physically still. I can tell by the stream of comments that I’m not the only one who appreciated this work of yours.

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      1. In Mahayana Buddhism, they have a slogan: Regard all dharmas as dreams. Which essentially means that everything is transient. It’s supposed to remind us to lighten up and not take ourselves too seriously. I try to keep this in mind. But like you said, some days, some times, some whys, you still get lost… But maybe that’s part of the dream.

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  20. A leap of faith – some pain – and then that eyes closed state where the mind drifts and wonders. You have captured all this in an artistic an surreal way. Great movement in the drawings, too. Much optimism here. I’m looking forward to the next part of the story. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  23. ‘lofty lashes of time’, beautiful.

    Handing you some eye-drops that have newt-eye-juice and fox-trotter-hair-sebum. Its benefits are unknown, but may be of some help to you, Tony.

    This is spectacular, actually, well done.

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  24. Eyes of time are blind
    like chapped Achaean statues.
    Its lids pall your bier
    when you shatter your weak skull
    on its white, wall-eyed fixed stare…

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  28. Beautiful BEAUTIFUL work Tony!
    I was so happy to see this in my email this morning. Thank you for sharing your work. It’s an honor and privilege to see it.
    I truly look forward to seeing more.
    Falling INTO the eye…. amazing.

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    1. Yes, that was a bit of inspired creativity on Cassy’s part. As soon as she told me that, I knew it had to go in. Thank you for reading, Pam. It’s always awesome to have you here! ๐Ÿ˜€

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  31. I wish WordPress had a “Support” rather than a “Like” button! It is amazing, and wonderful to see that you are creating again. It is scary when one’s brain doesn’t functionโ€ฆactually, it must be functioning or it wouldn’t be scary, right? I have it on good authority that we will all (except for those really really EVIL people that luckily are less common) will be restored to perfected minds and bodies and will not have to mess with the winds of time any more. Use it while you’ve got it, but remember that the end isn’t the endโ€ฆ hope springs eternal, dear Tony Single, but to have spring you must have a fall and a winter, right?

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      1. Yep it is. Sorry am tardy but have started back to work full time with an hour and half’s travelling each way so am tired, shall we say, when I get home. Hope to be up to speed with your new stuff over Easter. Take good care of the treasure that is Tony Single!

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  35. Wow, Tony ! it was definitely worth the wait !! So so good. Haunting and deep. Love how intense the emotions are yet they are not too over bearing. you already know I’m a huge fan of your work. So glad to have found you on my reader after such a long time.
    Love,
    Zee โค

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  38. Super surreal. You know I love that stuff.
    You’re a talent worth talking about. Definitely worth thinking about, all day. Thanks for the amazement!

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      1. Thank YOU, Tony. I needed some whimsy. It’s good to get out of my head and into someone else’s for a change.

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    2. Hullo Tony!

      Iโ€™m getting a LOT of your emails from โ€œCrumble Cultโ€, and while Iโ€™m a fan of your work, itโ€™s blocking me from seeing my other emails while Iโ€™m here in Japan.

      I still want to see your works, but how do I see them without all these emails?!

      Kind Regards
      Nat Karmichael,
      Comicoz publisher,
      Presently travelling Japan!

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      1. My hugest apologies, Nat. I have been reinstating comments on all of the posts (which had been removed somehow). I had no idea that it would flood your inbox (and it’s probably doing it to others’ now that I think about it). I’m very VERY sorry! ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ

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