flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I’m really in and out lately, huh? Well, the new computer is here, Photoshop is downloaded, the scanner is hooked up, so it’s time to get arting again.
Speaking of which:
“Look over there, little droid. Everything the light touches is BOILING AWAY INTO SPACE HOLY FUCK.”
As always, click to embiggen. The stars are nearly invisible because I made them light so as to show up better on dark backgrounds, but I promise they’re there.