Mapped out and inked some roots to add on to the surrealism piece.
Went ahead and added them onto the illustration as well as laid in the color flats. Slowly but surely it's coming together and, so far, I'm somewhat pleased.
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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