It’s a good thing that I draw. At times I feel I have an addictive personality and if drawing didn’t cut it and I moved on to something more hardcore, like heroin, well I would have OD’ed ages ago.
I just went on a four week bender of crapping out pages (8 pages to be specific) and at the end of last week I fell to the ground burnt out with a pencil sticking out of my arm (figuratively, obviously). My attempt to take it easy over the weekend failed. Especially since my manager at my day job started his 2 week vacation this past Monday. Luckily the markets are closed today. But instead of resting here I am in front of the drawing board completing the below page that I started 2 weeks ago. I drew, I inked, I scanned and splashed a little coloring around. Once done I sat back and smiled.
Now on to the next 2 pages….
