OK, let’s ease back into this…
If I never hear that again, it’ll be too soon.
OK, let’s ease back into this…
If I never hear that again, it’ll be too soon.
Aaaand we’re back! Thanks for your patience.
Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like everyone is doing R&J right now. Also, I’m OK with never seeing Lear again in my life.
A pair of pandemic-themed comics from last year, courtesy of my supporters on Patreon. I’m extremely fortunate in that I’ve been minimally affected by the pandemic (apart from the constant buzzing anxiety and crushing lack of in-person social interaction that everyone is suffering). So I’m trying to focus on the positives here.
The last 12 months have definitely been a learning experience and I would like it to end now, please and thank you.
Just realized last Sunday marked a full year since I’ve stepped inside of a theatre. It hurts.
This comic comes courtesy of my supporters on Patreon. Hang in there, theatre friends.
Having survived my first virtual conference, I have to say there were more pros than I thought, although the cons were very substantial. Particularly the doom-scrolling one. I tell you, there is nothing more liable to distract you from an online conference session than watching a bunch of white-supremacist fascist terrorists storming your country’s seat of government in another window.
Regular programming (whatever the hell that is) resumes next week! Stay safe, loyal readers.
Hey all! A slight deviation from our usual programming today. I don’t know why I’m telling you that: I’m literally the only person in the world who knows what my usual programming is supposed to be, BUT ANYWAYS. MOVING ON.
Ahem. I’ve been wonderfully busy the last two weeks attending the Shakespeare Theatre Association’s annual conference. The STA conference is always a highlight of my year, as it’s a chance for me to see some of my very favorite people and to learn from them, but I was oddly unexcited about this year’s conference, which, due to THE THING, was going to be all virtual. Being on Zoom for seven days just didn’t seem very appealing to me.
Of course I was wrong, and it turned out to be a wonderfully inspiring, engaging, and fun experience. As usual, I drew lots of comics documenting my conference experience and, as I struggle to get back to my aforementioned usual programming, I thought I’d share a couple with you here this week.
Well, we made it to the end of what was objectively a ghastly year on many different levels. Time to haul out the inspirational Shakespeare quotes as we look forward to 2021!
Thanks to everyone who helped get me through this year, notably my supporters on Patreon, who have enabled me to donate $4000 this year to food banks and COVID-19 relief funds for theatre artists and underserved communities. Thanks also to my pocket dramaturg, Kate Pitt, for providing me with much-needed long-distance emotional and creative support as I struggled through A Stick-Figure Hamlet. Thanks to my climbing partner and my yoga teacher for keeping me active and helping me feel connected despite not being able to move together in the same space anymore. And thanks to my parents for literally everything else.
And thanks to you for following Good Tickle Brain. Without you, I’d just be screaming into the void.
Here’s to better years to come.
Stay safe, Santa.