I’ve been in kind of a funk this last week, I don’t know if it’s the weather (I hate the summer! Cannot WAIT for fall and winter) or I’m burned out or just one of those depression spells or all of the above. I feel like I’ve probably been burned out for a while but how can you really tell? I don’t know. I know my dad is going to pop into the comments and tell me to take a vacation.
Hard to believe my Substack Pro year is almost over! August 26! And I’m only about halfway done with Shadoweyes, BLARRRGH. Yesterday I was reminiscing about the first book-length comic I did way back in 2003, I finished the whole 150-page thing in 6 months doing pencils, inks, grey tones/watercolors, AND lettering right on the page, it was crazy. It seems unfathomable to me now. Also the part where I didn’t have a big scanner back then so I had to package up the gigantic stack of pages and Fedex them to the publisher. Mind-boggling.
Anyway here’s the page I was working on yesterday!
Summer is the most overrated season. Not a fan myself.
one. yes to vacay.
two. the page. oh shit... i sense a fight...