Graphic Narrative - Mood Boards

These are 2 A3 Mood Boards which i explored for my Graphic Narrative of 'Nirvana' and as you can see i explored how the character would look in the Graphic piece capturing different circumstances within the piece, so i thought a man in a suit to show possible upper class/ good job, more of a middle class look but still possible a good job and i wanted to capture sadness within the story so i chose those two images to work from. Also with this piece i explored the setting of which takes place on a coach driving through the snow and looked at all the possible sights he might encounter, like the coach driver, other passengers and even the ticket. The second mood board captures the main setting and to find out how the style and aesthetics of a traditional dinner looks i wanted to capture the neon signs, the old waitress and even other customers but most of all the 70's look within the dinner, the red and white. This setting also needed to be within a motorway and the property had to be detached because for this piece i think it would look best if it was sectioned off from the rest of the world to bring the "magic" within the piece.

My chosen Graphic Narrative : Nirvana

Nirvana by Charles Bukowski

not much chance,

completely cut loose from 

purpose,

he was a young man

riding a bus

through North Carolina

on the way to somewhere

and it began to snow

and the bus stopped

at a little cafe

in the hills

and the passengers

entered.

he sat at the counter

with the others,

he ordered and the

food arrived.

the meal was

particularly

good

and the

coffee.

the waitress was

unlike the women

he had

known.

she was unaffected,

there was a natural

humour which came

from her.

the fry cook said

crazy things.

the dishwasher.

in back,

laughed, a good

clean

pleasant

laugh.

the young man watched

the snow through the

windows.

he wanted to stay

in that cafe

forever.

the curious feeling

swam through him

that everything

was

beautiful

there,

that it would always

stay beautiful

there.

then the bus driver

told the passengers

that it was time

to board.

the young man

thought, I'll just sit

here, I'll just stay

here.

but then

he rose and followed

the others into the

bus.

he found his seat

and looked at the cafe

through the bus

window.

then the bus moved

off, down a curve,

downward, out of

the hills.

the young man

looked straight

forward.

he heard the other

passengers

speaking

of other things,

or they were

reading

or

attempting to

sleep.

they had not

noticed

the

magic.

the young man

put his head to

one side,

closed his

eyes,

pretended to

sleep.

there was nothing

else to do -

just to listen to the

sound of the

engine,

the sound of the

tires

in the

snow.