Just once in a while I’ll do a sketch and I’ll look at it and go
yeah
that’s what I wanted it to feel like

I always feel strange drawing Hero with her mouth waaaay open

which is kind of sad because she would smile like this all the time back home
/gross sobbing as I work on the last page with Madras in it for ten thousand years
I am going to miss drawing your smug, impossible face
Working on a trade for my buddy Ebba with her badass kung-fu character

I have no idea what I’m doing
it’s all slowly coming together!! i want to do the tax collect next so bad aaaaa
/casually screeches
Finished the drawing, now I just have to figure out what to do with the bugger.
Ah well, lunch first.
I am constantly amazed at how my desire to ship can always overcome my propensity to avoid drawing girls, boobs and long hair.
