‘The Codex Seraphinianus is a book written and illustrated by Italian artist, architect and industrial designer Luigi Serafini, from 1976 to 1978. The book appears to be a visual encyclopedia of an unknown world, written in one of its languages, an alphabetic writing intended to be meaningless.’
Here’s another one of my lesser-liked (understandable…I mean, it’s about me) autobiographical comics. I grew up religious and still have a great deal of resentment towards not only Mormonism, but religion in general. When I was 19, preparing to go on a mission, I realized how nonsensical it all was, that how I felt actually mattered, that the whole time I didn’t feel anything and thought I was doing something wrong was not my fault, there just was nothing to feel. Once I became an atheist I felt so much more free, though there was a time of frightening adjustment as I had to create a new system—based on reason, which requires a constantly changing and refining of ideas—upon which I could evaluate life. Anyway…as F. Scott Fitgerald said, “I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”
PS - Fuck Baz Luhrman’s (and Jack Clayton’s while we’re at it) The Great Gatsby.