What's happened? Where's Estella? What are those things? Are they fetishes? Voodoo dolls? What?
And why are they there?
Where's the narrative?
Day 30 was going to be a view of what happened in the cave, perhaps revealing what Estella was carrying in that shoulder bag and revealing what secrets the cave creatures held. I drew several versions of what went on and nothing that I drew seemed satisfactory. It was all too linear, too mapped out, too clear. It described precisely what was going on. So, I had to think about why that wasn't working. I was telling the story; the drawing was good; so what was wrong?
I read back through the story, day by day, and realised that, in the spirit of this narrative, the storyline itself didn't want to be spelled out.
Over the last month, the storyline has shifted and morphed and continued to surprise even me, and I'm the one who's writing it. A linear, clarified ending certainly isn't what's needed here.
In keeping with what has gone before, the response that I need to be seeking from this penultimate drawing isn't, "Ah, so that's what it's all about." Instead I should be seeking a response more akin to, "What?! What on earth has happened now? There's only one day left and the story's jolted again. Where's Estella? Is she ok?"
With that in mind, I'm finding this Day 30 image way more satisfactory.
We see the effigies that they have made of Estella, Osgood, Spenlow, Seth, Stiggins and the others. And we see Estella's mandala mounted on what could be a sacred staff.
We are not even sure if these effigieshave always been there waiting for the moment or if they are newly crafted, commemorating something sacred. Even I can still wonder about exactly what has happened. And I like being able to do that.
Tomorrow, we have the final INKtober drawing for 2015.