I drew the comic on the way home, and then used words cut out of an essay (written as an exercise by/for someone learning English) I found on the Upfield train about the changing role of women.
The day after I went on the gay radio I was bombarded with messages about women's changing role; two stories on Yahoo which on the face of it seem so different. 1) Old, skinny tart banned from wearing sexy clothes in local pub, and 2) Mad religious man keeps daughter in cupboard for 10 years. Except the basic message is the same; you shame us with your cunty self.
Reading two books; The Ballad of Dorothy Wordsworth, about the poet's ever supportive spinster sister. The phrase 'she lacked irony and self awareness' had me closing the book and giving up on her. Then the first chapter of Surface Detail by Iain M Banks, where an interesting, active female character is raped, has her throat slit and is eviscerated in the first chapter; gave up on that one too.
Finally I got to What It Is by Lynda Barry and the knot started to unravel. Diffuse, elusive, circular rather than linear; concerned with the journey, not so much with the finished object, not 'important'; playful. Women's work.