sPocket Dimension is a feature at Comics Odyssey wherein I share inspiration which recharges my creative battery (like how Green Lantern charges his power ring from a battery he stores in a pocket dimension). Let’s get into it!
This one will be a short one, I’ve been very busy with inking. Did you see the latest timelapse video from last Wednesday?
Art
These are old but possibly new to you. A bunch of amazing playlists about how to draw as taught by great comic artists! So much to learn here! Check it out here.
I’ve also been looking at this great 1837 painting of the Battle of Tours. Amazing!
Evocative Locales
From time to time I’m going to drop images of evocative locales. These are all real world places, no AI. I find the real world quite fantastical and I want to highlight this.
Here are images of The Maunsell Sea Forts. Red more about them here.
You can explore them by video here.
Saint of the Week - St Isidora of Egypt
A 4th century woman about whom we have limited knowledge. She was in a monastery with other women who regarded her with contempt because Isidora acted the fool. She busied herself with the dirty and difficult tasks such as washing the dishes. She never sat to eat with the others, nourishing herself only with crumbs she gathered from the others’ dishes. She didn’t drink fresh water with the others but sipped on dirty dishwater. She rejected the standard religious garb, instead wearing a dishrag on her head. She was mistreated and considered a demoniac but Isidora never retaliated.
By one account Saint Pitirim, had a vision. An angel of God appeared to him and said,
“Go to the Tabenna monastery. There you will see a sister wearing a diadem*. She serves them all with love, and endures their contempt without complaint. Her heart and her thoughts rest always with God. You, on the other hand, sit in solitude, but your thoughts flit about all over the world.”
St Pitirim found Isidora at the monastery. The woman fell down at the elders knees asking for a blessing. Saint Pitirim bowed down to the ground to her and said, “Bless me first, venerable Mother!” The other sisters understood and repented of their mistreatment of Isidora. Distressed by this fame, Isidora fled and hid and was never again seen.
* Other accounts say ‘a rag on her head’ instead of a diadem.