This comic by Ida Eva Neverdahl got passed around the internet today, and for obvious reasons. Take a look:
Ida, how did you do this? How did you so perfectly capture the struggles of pursuing a creative life? How did you capture the process and the love and the doubts and the uncertainty? And how did you make it so beautiful?
Can I tell you that my stomach literally dropped when they first broke out of the frames? It was like that moment in a song when everything crescendos and gravity shifts and suddenly it’s just you and the music – you’re floating and in awe, the hair on your forearms reaching for the ceiling.
And then, when they flew into the sky, when the borders faded away, can I tell you how many goosebumps I had? Truthfully, I can’t, because I was too busy holding back tears. I was biting my lip and blinking rapidly and attempting to maintain my composure.
Why can’t I find your email address, Ida? I want to tell you how amazing this is. And I want to thank you for making it. This is stunning and inspiring and unbelievably moving. I could list out a million words of praise, but I fear none of them will do this piece of art justice. So I’ll say just this: Thank you, Ida.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
