Towards the end of the narrative, Craig makes the observation that everyone seems to keep growing except for him. This comic response depicts the idea that religion has prevented Craig from growing. The narrative continually draws adults far larger in size than the children. The existence of religion in adulthood provides the power of authority. Craig is never displayed with this large size because he neglects to fully accept religion as a mean by which he lives his life. He is essentially suppressed by religion in terms of his ability to pursue his desires. Religion has always constrained his artistic mind. As a child, he was told that his art was not a form of recognizing God’s creations, and his parents question him when they find his drawing of a naked woman given their vision that it is against the bible to draw such images. As Craig ventures into adulthood, he decides that religion does not make sense to him, thus separating himself from a society that is consumed by following the guidelines of religion. Overall, religious significance is highlighted in the narrative by the use of the excessive size of the characters that fully dedicate themselves to living by religious constructions.
This is a depiction of the profound relationship between Jimmy and his horse, Minnie. It can be argued that Minnie is more than a horse to Jimmy, she is a friend and a symbol of the relationship he desires to hold with another individual. Minnie is the only one who does not ignore, laugh at, or abuse Jimmy. Perhaps she can be seen as an embodiment of the mother and friend Jimmy was never able to know, specifically because she has the attributes that, as a society, we expect out of mothers and friends. It can be perceived that Jimmy may feel that Minnie is the only one who cares about him, thus displaying Minnie’s importance in the narrative.
This comic pictures the idea of the duality of Daniel Quinn in terms of how he tries to embody the life of someone else in hopes to escape his own self. Daniel Quinn, the protagonist of the story, continuously tries to hide himself in others following the emotional trauma of the death of his wife and son. He hides his identity of his thoughts in the name of William Wilson. He constantly tries to invent new people to assign his thoughts and ideals to. His writing is assigned to William Wilson as his detective work is hidden under the name of Paul Auster. Daniel Quinn grew to escape the idea of viewing himself as a real person. As a result, he creates a life in other characters to generate his identity within. His is a man who desires to loose his identity, to lose himself in the bigger realms around him, specifically the streets of New York City. Over time, Quinn develops a duality in the sense of being two people at once. He tries to become Paul Auster while still having ties to himself; he is haunted by his own being and his own memories. He strives to reach a point of eradicating his own thoughts and memories to form those he presumes Paul Auster would foster. Eventually, however, he loses all of his identities. This notion addresses the theme of self-appreciation and recognition of self-worth. Each panel denotes the shift in Quinn’s life as he got tangled in the lives of others to the point where he lost his own identity.
This comic is a depiction of one day over the summer in New York. There was a huge rainstorm that shut down the power for everyone in the city. My family was preparing for a party the following day and we had our freezer full of meats and other products that must be kept frozen. After the power went out, my mother asked me to go to the store and buy ice so that we could put the food in coolers with ice to preserve it. So, I took her new SUV and went to the store to begin my mission of finding ice. I got to the store, purchased the ice, and exited the parking lot. To my horror, I was stopped by a police officer who told me that the police had just closed off all roads leading to the main street where my house was branched off of. As of that moment, I knew the only way to get home was to walk. As a result, I parked the car in a familiar parking lot and proceeded to walk home; the ice still in the trunk of my mom’s car. Once I got home, my mom was infuriated to find that not only did I come home empty handed, but also that the ice was left in 90 degree weather, therefore, it was going to melt.
When I returned to my mother’s car the following day, all the ice had melted and the trunk of the car was stained wet with water. To my horror, the water had seeped into the electrical system and damaged it. The car, from that point forward, still has issues. I guess it never forgave me for giving it what I consider a bath!