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A pretty basic page after a lot of action. It was nice to just think of things in small beats again for a minute. I still dig the sleepy smiles on all the injured guests. I kind of regret that Julie’s “goodnight” balloon isn’t smaller or more in the background – it makes it seem like there’s about to be a conversation. Not much else to say. In the real non-fictional world, this would probably be the extent of Hanna and Marek’s exchange, but who would want that? Hanna summons one last bit of grace, and Marek decides to be open… for the rest of us. |
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The colors here are so, so gorgeous but they make me think it's either sunset or dawn (they feel more sunset-y to me), but in a few panels it's definitely the middle of the night. I guess this part of Brooklyn just has really pretty streetlights!
I'm pretty sure this is the Lower East Side! You made me go back and check because I was positive this story took place at Arlene's Grocery, one of the more accessible venues left (RIP Cakeshop.)
You can see it in Hannah's FB invite: http://www.octopuspie.com/2020-09-11/972-well-2/
and the sign outside the venue: http://www.octopuspie.com/2020-09-29/983-algorith…
That weird feeling when it's between way past midnight and dawn and everyone's exhausted but sleepy-happy. It seems like it's always been prime time for a lot of emotional moments- or maybe I'm just missing those times when the party would be winding down in the company of friends.
"By the way, maybe don't use this particular ATM"
never thought about it before but its sort of a dick move by marek to bring the new girl he's dating to an event hosted by his long-term ex