flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Charles Dodgson was born in January. There! Reasons! And, ok, I’m missing out on the chance to draw a New Year’s party, but I feel like that wouldn’t look terribly different from Thanksgiving, so there you go.
PS – I just looked back at an old post and realized why I’ve been so dissatisfied with Hypersensitive Fox’s face in all of these — it’s been long enough since I drew her that I was way off-model. I’ll get out the lightboard and redraw the faces for the months I’ve already done.