Sketchie sketchie
 
Perspective practice before a con meeting. Unintentional revisit of this earlier piece (which really sucks, argh).
 
‘S kind funny, y’know, how brains work? My head meats insist on realism, on being as fucking accurate as fucking possible! Which I try like hell to ignore most of the time and settle on some blend of accuracy with equal amounts of laziness. Know what I cant do for shit and am insanely jealous of those who can do? Comic strip, caricature, doodle, etc., the simple and quick styles. That shit is just excruciatingly difficult for me to grok.
 
Oh well, maybe one of these lifetimes.
 

 
Waydaminnit, Im, like, communicating here. Dafuq?
 
Gottagobye!