The Little Prince screencapOne evening on the way home from work, I was drawing BICP in the train station when a guy came over, sat next to me, and struck up a conversation. He said something like “I’m very intuitive about art, I can tell a lot about a person from the way that they draw,” and then said some generically nice things, which in retrospect I bet he would’ve said no matter what the art looked like. (Wouldn’t be surprised if he’d already workshopped them on multiple pretty young women with sketchbooks in train stations before…)

But I know it was around this chapter, because one of the things he said was “it gives me the same feeling as the illustrations from The Little Prince.” Which is pleasantly on-the-nose when he didn’t have the text to read, and was just looking at a regular page, not the panel later in this chapter that directly imitates the style of The Little Prince.

Never saw the guy again after that conversation, but wherever he is, I hope he’s having a good night.

Patrick: You don’t have to do this for me.

Bianca: I’m not so broke that I can’t afford to buy you a sandwich once in a while. If you don’t like it . . . could I order you to? Would that work, telling your tastes to change?

Patrick: I don’t have tastes.

Bianca: You must have some–

Patrick: I mean literally. Beings don’t have taste buds.

Bianca: Oh! Good thing I got the cheapest one, then.

I feel like the king in The Little Prince. Have you read it?

Patrick: I don’t know.

Bianca: He says a ruler shouldn’t order their subjects to do anything they’re not capable of doing. But he takes that so far that all his orders are for things that were going to happen anyway. Like ordering the sun to go down at sunset. That’s how I’m trying to be for you with this “Master” business. An authority in name only. You see what I mean?

Patrick: I’ll try.

Bianca: Good! That’s enough to start with. So . . .

. . . how did it go with the books? How far did you get?