Dropped in some flats today. Not thrilled thus far. The plan was to use flat colors so it would mimic Mignola's stuff a bit in tone but just doesn't feel right. A few days away from it should allow me to come back to it fresh and we'll see then.
The year was 2007. It was a chilly December.
The snow fell and the wind blew as a degree in
comic art was imparted to a former film maker.
Armed with this tandem of academic achievement
he walked off into the cold, snowy night.
He draws. He teaches. He cries.
The squirrels plot against him.
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