But whatever, I have done 6+ large, intricate ink drawings of, I don’t know, stuff this weekend because when I get on a kick I GET ON A KICK. Hopefully … Continue reading
He’s supposed to be posed dashingly with his sword, but I’m pretty sure he’s actually golfing.
Thanks to one of my friends the other day, I finally know what I’m doing for September (Burning Man, anyone?), so I just need to finish the drawing and colouring on … Continue reading
It’s the only sport for which an insane terror of getting hit by the ball is actually helpful.
Today is a weird day to publish this, since I’m actually home sick and not making it to the gym at all, but whatever. I’m a zany unpredictable fool. With … Continue reading