AYO SO if I started a comic that was largely about feminism and queer stuff would anyone be interested in that?
what do you mean by scary? Sometimes it can be a little unsettling to try to fall asleep in an empty apartment I suppose, but aside from that the only scary part about living alone is having to be really self reliant. I’m not even sure if I would call that scary though, it’s just a new skill you have to learn.
Can anything surpass that feeling of victory that comes with waking up and not feeling like you are made of garbage?
My friend asked me to draw a grungy, shipshifting Rasputin for his album cover. This is what I came up with.
I don’t think I want to complete this round of the 365 project. I’m not enjoying it at all, it’s felt like a chore for far too long. I think because I’ve already done this project before it’s lost it’s challenge. I’m really sorry for those of you who were enjoying reading my daily quips.
Since I recently have decided to take a year off from school, I’ll have a lot more time to work on other creative projects! I’ve been thinking of starting a weekly comic focused on my life and group of friends. (Is it bad that I do a lot of comic projects about myself? Probably, whatever)
I’ll also hopefully be making some comics about other cool ideas I’ve had festering in my brain for years and have never had a significant enough amount of time to actually do.
Maybe I’ll even post some of my paintings and stuff?
So yeah, comics365 round two is a no go but I promise that I’ll keep posting stuff.
Pour up (tired), head shot (tired)
Sit down (tired), stand up (tired)
Pass out (tired), wake up (tired)
Faded (tired), faded (tired)
Do you ever just have those days where you feel kinda blah and you need someone to pat your head and kiss you on the nose and tell you you’re pretty?
So I finally heard back about my illustration program and unfortunately I didn’t make it in, which means I’m dropping out of my university and applying to a different one. I’m a little nervous about starting my life over again.
"Oh shit that’s a nice Land Yacht oh wait fuck I just made eye contact with that dude oh shit I think he thinks I was looking at his butt" - My internal monologue whenever I see a longboarder in public.