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The wondrous rustic landscape of Nova
Scotia bursts from the page in Vera
Bushwack, where reality gladly gives
way to fantastical flights of fancy before
gently coming back down to earth. A
chainsaw fires up and Drew's vision
blurs. Their body vibrates alive with
the whrrr of the engine, the whiff of
gas. Drew dissolves as their alter-ego,
Vera Bushwack, takes charge. Asslesschaps-wearing, unflinching Vera slashes
through thick trunks, felling trees righteously from the back of a majestic steed.
Vera's here to help, of course. Drew
needs to clear the land for their future
cabin in the woods. And if it weren't for
Vera's brazenness, Drew may, ironically,
fall reliant on others to learn self-reliance.
Nevertheless, men enter Drew's orbit, all
too eager to explain how things work
an aggravating occurrence that comes
crashing into Drew as dependably as the
nearby ocean waves.
Joy, anger, grief, and self-acceptance ripple through these pages with Sig Burwash's
hilariously expressive pencil drawings and
flair for buoyant watercolors. Approaching
something like liberation, our protagonist
comes to terms with past traumas, boundaries, and the many expressions of themself.