The thing I love most about comics is how fucking UNEXPLAINABLE your search history becomes… in the past five minutes I’ve looked up pictures of hackers, several different variations of pocket pistols/miniature guns, getting shot, and how to dive through a window.
I’m going to wind up with a CIA file by the time I’m done with this field.
Here’s a cleaner, scanned version of the Washington Square Arch + giant angels picture, jut in case anyone wants to see it.
I just want blueberry lemon-cream pie and possibly sleep.
I get to draw fairytale dancing, demons, and a woman in a ballgown taking an epic leap off of a cliff! DFGHJHGFDSDFGHJASDFGDSDFGHJ I AM EXCITE!!
I’ve decided to write my autobiographical comic about my relationships and my fandoms. Because I have had a lot of both.
I have to do a 5 page autobiographical comic about one event in my life.
I have no idea what to do!
There’s a lot of really funny shit that happens to me… and also a lot of not funny shit. Those of you who’ve known me for a while, do you have any suggestions?
I really don’t want to draw any more Batman anything tonight, but I have one more freaking page left and then I’m half way done with this assignment.
They’re turning out REALLY well so far. I’m so happy with them, even if I am drawing stuff that’s putting me totally out of my comfort zone. Buff men, cities, guns, robots, crazy perspective, and fight scenes. But I’m doing it.
I’m gonna try to keep up the same level of quality on all of these thumbnails. I want to FINALLY have something that I’m REALLY proud of to present in critique for this class.
Gonna take a fic break to give my hand a break and then I’ll get back to work!
I’m doing a comic about a ghost version of myself haunting Julie. Because I would be the most annoying ghost EVER.
1. I just slept for like… 16 hours. It was glorious. I feel good.
2. I emote like crazy on the internet. Like… screaming, crying, spazzing emote. But… while I’m energetic and loud in person… I’m probably not as nuts as I seem on here.
3. I really, REALLY like my sequa professor. He is quality people. Very quality.
My sequa project is officially: Cas gets shitty romance advice from his sassy gay uncles, Gabriel and Balthazar. What am I doing with my life? I mean… really?
Professor: I have no rule against it.
Student: SWEET! I call dibs on Sherlock!
Me (whispering to Julie): Welcome to Intro to Sequa: Visual Fanfiction, the class.