Future Inks
Shaenon: Remember, a couple of weeks ago, I shared a penciled page from a story I’m drawing for the upcoming Couscous anthology FUTURE? Well, I did. And here’s the inked version. The room in the first panel is based on the Jungle Room at Graceland, because I went there recently and it looked like a gracious addition to any home.
Channing: As a non-artist, it is always fascinating to me to watch actual art evolve from one stage to another. Also, the best part of being an artist (of any kind) is stealing cool stuff and making it mentally yours. I approve of you stealing a bit of Graceland, in other words.
So what does it do to the Schrödinger experiment if you reanimate the cat with galvanic infusions?
I don’t know about the experiment, but what happens to the cat depends on the poison used. If you have an animal who is alive, but remains subject to frequent severe convulsions, you may well be in a worse off position than you were before.
So, not a super position, then.
Boo. Boo, I say. Boo.
(“Boo” is “yay” for puns, in case you’re new to Earth.)
I love Artie dropping the “A pet is a big responsibility” platitude onto Rosalind wresting with the nature of quantum reality.
I thought he was accusing her of shilly-shallying because she’s afraid of the responsibility if it turns out to be alive.
Or it may decide which universe the greater you has decided to experience, or which -you- you have decided to be for this experience.
Or the cat may turn out to be a gerbil.
Given who the cat is from, seems likely.
If you wait long enough, the cat WILL be dead.
Lack of food and water, even if the radioactive trigger never opens the poison vial.
My thoughts exactly…
I hope you remember to tell us when “Future” is available for purchase…
The universe is in the box
Observing itself, undoing the locks
That bind belief and like a thief
Takes unto itself, what selfishly groks
Suppose the box contained a hat
T’was emptied out to send the cat
The apparatus remained the same
But a cat-in-the-hat-box it became
Just sayin’…
Wait… Is that Dave and Helen’s daughter?
Yup.
Named for Rosalind Franklin?
But more importantly, the box may or may not contain a cloud of poison gas. For the child of Dave and Helen, the only true question is: WHERE do I open the box? I’d recommend an aviary, so that either outcome results in delightful, delightful carnage.
I wonder just *who* named Rosalind. You know how Dave and Helen are…
I’m actually surprised Artie is OK with cats