cold dark stream. A sound from the forest makes them raise
their heads. They walk through an apartment with the lights off.
They eat spoonfuls of ash and stare at the freeway. I meet them
upstairs with nothing to say. They find their way back to the
living room couch. They float down the hallway with a knife in
one hand. They tell me forget about trees and no hidden portals.
One of them has tar in the corners of her eyes. Her hair is
draped across a pillow. She sends me an email about being afraid.
This guy, chas weiderhold, at bockfest. He’s an architect dude.
It was very difficult to be Patsey, and it was very difficult to leave her alone at the end of the day. I don’t think it was ever possible for me to leave her completely on the set. But it was a privilege to be in that place of grief, it was hard, but I just felt so privileged to do it because, at the end of the day, my discomfort and my unease were temporary, and hers was not. And so always remembering that this was true for someone, and I have the privilege of just doing it in an imaginary world …
Just realized my phone’s macro lens is actually pretty good.
I did a variant cover for Ultimate Spider-man #1 and Comics Alliance did a cool little write-up about it: http://comicsalliance.com/fiona-staples-miles-morales-ultimate-spider-man-variant-cover-1/
It’s actually not my first Marvel work- I did a Spider-Woman short for Astonishing Tales and a Wolverine variant in like 2009. Life before Saga, haha.