Some GLP panels are more me than Yost (it is probably more accurate to say “many” instead of “some”, but figuring out where Yost ends and I begin is not all that important to me). I would claim this one is more me, except I have no idea what it is about. So maybe it is more Yost, but at least I can tell you where the title comes from. After I finished today’s panel, when I was trying to figure out what it meant (at least for me), I had a thought that maybe it came from this page about writing poetry. I could try to explain why I thought today’s panel was the result of a subconscious motive to “enact spring”, but I suspect an explanation is not necessary. Besides, all I have is a whisper from the universe, and a few dubious clues, and I possibly did not “get” the concept of enacting spring. The title, however, did arise from the words “enact spring”. I found it in my usual tried-and-true ways of contacting the universe through the internet.
The gauzy textures on this panel make me feel more Autumnal than Springlike, kind of being enveloped in a dense and swirling mist… maybe even a snowstorm. I really like the granular detail you’ve captured here, this is another panel I’d like to run my fingers over. All the best as ever Lin x
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Thanks. I do love grainy shades of gray. Mist here comes in all seasons, the result of warm hills and cold ocean I suppose. This panel makes me think of misty-eyed emotions, tender emotions, as tender as the new leaves of Spring. The “knives, bats and clubs” part was a direct message from the universe. I think the universe was making a rather pointed joke.
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