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Evan M Cohen can illustrate my pantheism.
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“Stardust”
“Cosmic Waves”
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Artist: Evanmcohen New edition of “Distance” coming soon, sign up for my newsletter. https://www.instagram.com/p/CcyFHJaI7JO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Evan M. Cohen, Clear my head.
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Temple Grandin once said; Nature is cruel, but we don't have to be.
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The view from harabeoji (할아버지)’s hospital window.
Title: Dallas to Seoul to Dallas
NOTE: “Harabeoji” or 할아버지 is the Korean word for grandfather.
“Kimbap” or 김밥 is a Korean food often consisting of rice, vegetables, and meats wrapped in a roll of seaweed.
Jane sat in the monotone room, staring at the thin white bedsheet. It was quiet. Only the distant sounds of beeping and nurses’ voices could be heard. She waited nervously alone, as her mother had gone down to the cafeteria. To the right of her was a large, rectangular window, sheltering her from the frigid winter night. Snowflakes magically faded into view and gradually descended, accumulating along the frame, and piling at the corners of the window’s base. Her grandfather looked through the window, with a blank expression on his wrinkled face.
Jane felt misplaced. She nervously anticipated for another nurse to enter the room, assume a close relationship between them, and ask if she could speak to him in hopes of encouraging him to communicate verbally.
Ever since his last stroke a month ago, her grandfather lost his ability to speak. According to her mother, her grandfather was once an extremely sharp, talkative, and outgoing man. Unfortunately, Jane wouldn’t know as she had only known her grandfather when she was an infant. Shortly before she turned four years old, she and her mother immigrated to Texas, chasing the American dream and leaving behind the rest of her family in Seoul. It was visible to her that her mother was unable to comprehend how someone who was once so energetic and expressive could suddenly be deprived of their ability to speak.
Jane and her mother always thought that the day they would return to their homeland would be an opportunity for her to be reimmersed in her culture. However, as Jane sat in the hospital, she only felt embarrassed of her inability to speak her native language, and especially humiliated that she couldn’t even communicate to her own relatives.
Her mother entered the room with two boxes of kimbap in her hand. She carefully popped off the clear plastic coverings of each box and laid them on the bedside drawer.
“Jae-in-ah, you think you could feed these to your harabeoji?”, her mother asked in her broken English.
Jane nodded and slowly slipped off the paper covering of the metal chopsticks. She firmly grasped one roll of the kimbap with her utensils, and moved it towards her grandfather’s mouth, carefully ensuring not to let a single grain of rice fall from the firmly packed roll of ingredients.
As she fed him each time and watched him chew each bite, she reminisced a distant memory. As a child, she would sit on the cool, black sofa in the humid Korean summer—her sweaty hands leaving imprints on the couch’s pleather material. A younger version of her grandfather would feed her the same exact way, smiling as she received each bite of food.
Once the tray was empty, her mother beckoned her to say goodbye once again to her grandfather. It was the nearing the end of their trip, and tomorrow morning they would be sitting on a plane flying to Dallas.
Her grandfather’s same blank expression stared outside the frosted window.
Nervously, Jane hesitantly walked to the right of the bed. “Harabeoji, saranghaeyo”, she said with a weak smile, embarrassed of her limited Korean, while leaning in to give him a soft hug.
Her grandfather chuckled and for a split second, it was just her and the energetic soul locked inside his fragile body.
NOTE: Saranghaeyo or 사랑해요 translates to "I love you" in Korean.
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Cohen, Evan [@evanmcohen] “I can see you in the stars..My comic “Distance” is restocked and available in my store! I added lots of comics and prints for the holidays, link in my bio to check out what’s new!..#animation #comics #evanmcohen #drawing #digitalart #digitaldesign #digitalcomic #animate #love #mountains #nature #comicbook #webcomic #altcomix #photoshop #wacom” Instagram, 28 Nov. 2022, https://www.instagram.com/reel/Clhbv_lLscB/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== Accessed 29 Nov. 2023.
“Telephones.” YouTube, uploaded by Vacations, 3 Aug. 2020, https://youtu.be/y7B6Z-_-Bcc?si=boEgLo7YX-k7weHw. Accessed 29 Nov. 2023.
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#repost @evanmcohen Evan M. Cohen (USA). I find some solace in Cohen's gentle graphic musings about existence and relationships, which in these cases include prominent canine representation.
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