I'd say 'you won't believe how long it took me to draw this dumb laundry page' but...you know exactly how long it took for me to draw this dumb laundry page.
On the bright side, if you want a historical context essay about laundry/hygiene aboard whalers, here you go: sj-costello.com/essays/2024/5/17/personal-hygiene
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TRANSCRIPT:
Panel 1 [Close up of Josué’s hands doing laundry, trying to wash a bloody shirt]
JOSUÉ:
It's never going to come out.
Panel 2 [Josué, shirtless, is scrubbing at the same shirt and frowning. Ezra's in the background on deck, glancing over at him]
EZRA:
Blood and oil. Can't escape it.
JOSUÉ:
You ever notice that once you get back on land no one wants to talk to you?
Panel 5 [Josué holds up the shirt, scrutinizing it, while Ezra's voice comes off camera]
JOSUÉ:
I can’t tell if it’s cos we’re covered in blood all the time, or cos we wash our shirts in piss to get it out.
EZRA:
Piss best cuts the grease.
JOSUÉ:
Well it doesn’t do a damn thing about the blood!
Panel 6 [Shot of Ezra looking down presumably at Josué. Barzillai shouts in the background]
EZRA:
Guess us whalers just have to keep to each other then...
Going to Weather is a 3 Act nautical ghost story set on a New England whaleship. Updates in batches monthly.
1843. New Bedford is the city lighting the world, with its wealth drawn bleeding from the ocean depths. Whale oil lamplight glazes domestic life and spermaceti candles burn long at the tables of the rich. Their warm glow belies the brutal work that set them there.
From the chaotic harbor bristling with ship masts, a cobbled-together crew boards the whaleship Valor bound for the Pacific. Among them is Lawrence Manner, a landsman hoping to shed his onshore life, and Ezra Carter, a second mate striving for a captaincy in a nation that has few other options for him.
The ship’s master—Barzillai Waite—has built a reputation of great success, returning time and time again with thousands of barrels of oil in the Valor’s hold. But the Captain’s lucky image is dogged by a tale that he was once the sole survivor of a wreck at sea. The Valor, now on her fourth voyage, somehow feels older than she should. And out on the isolated stretch of ocean, as the tryworks smoke and bubble, an unseen and unwelcome passenger begins to make itself felt.
Content Warnings:
• Animal cruelty / animal death (whaling)
• Blood and gore (human & animal)
• Violence (shipboard, creature, and supernatural)
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