Not gonna lie... that hurt just as badly as I thought it would.

Yeah. Here's some old stuff I don't really have the energy to introduce. It's pretty self explanatory I think.












I'm tired.

My teeth keep falling out. This must mean change.

I have thankfully been far more productive in my sketchbook lately and keeping away from the television which is good. Doors are closing and it feels like there's no open window, but being hyper-observant will hopefully change that.

These are all pen and those fancy prismacolor markers that I don't need anymore.








I'm Ron Burgundy?


I'm sad about the bleed through On these last two. So it goes.
What fun.