Making of PAGE FOUR starts below:
I said I’d post some thumbnails and pencils of Justine and who delivers on her word? …three months later. Sorry about that.
Anyways, in continuation from Pt. 1 and Pt. 2, below are the thumbs and such for page four (my favorite page!) along with its respective page from the script. (Page one and page ten are posted separately). Comparing the text to the art, you can see how things changed and moved around and were interpreted in different (but wonderful) ways than what I’d envisioned.
This was our first time collaborating on a comic, so we learned a lot along the way. For Justine, I didn’t send Jose my own thumbnails along with the script like I’ve been doing for this project. Then we learned how nit-picky (especially when it came to designing lead characters) I could be. Thus, our current process was born saving us a lot of back and forth about little things.
I’ll let the sketches and drawings speak for themselves since—well, they are images. Also, I didn’t draw them so there’s not a lot I can say about the thought process behind them.
PAGE FOUR(10 Panels)
The girl drags her heels in the sand to stop. She looks at him seriously.
SFX HER FEET (small): shrrrr
GIRL (Off Panel): Okay...
Medium-close on girl. No longer swinging, she holds onto the chains of the swing in both hands and looks at him seriously.
GIRL: I’ll tell you about monsters then.
He watches her as she talks.
GIRL: Some are small and creeping. Some are huge and roaring. But there’s one living inside of every one of us.
She looks down at her stomach and grabs a fist full of her coat.
GIRL: Mine screams to be released every night, but I hold it in. You know why?
Close on girl’s face. She gives him a severe look.
GIRL: You know why?
Close on man’s face. He rolls his eyes again.
She jumps to her feet deeply convicted by her own words. She stares forward over the mass of riveted listeners who aren’t there.
GIRL: Because we all have the choice to control the monster or let the monster control us and if we let the monster have control, then that’s what we become! Monsters!
Close on girls face.
GIRL: Do you know what I mean, Mister No-Name?
MAN (O.P.): Heh heh.
The man falls off the swing doubled over with laughter. She turns to look at him.
GIRL: Why are you laughing, mister?
MAN: A-HA HA HA HA HA!!
Close on man’s face. His expression changes from amusement to pain, as he clutches himself.
MAN (moaning): Ah... Ugh! Uh!
GIRL (O.P): Mister?
Final Pencil Comp