After months spent overindulging in pornography and chocolate buttons, reality (that harsh mistress) has finally caught up with me.
It's Friday night and I should be out somewhere snorting cocaine off the breasts of nubile goth chicks but instead I'm at home blogging. Frank Frazetta's dead, a bunch of Conservative upper-class a***holes are in power, I'm not overly fond of the new Deftones album and even worse than that... I'll never be able to afford those cowboy boots. Dark times indeed!
At least I've been shaken from my apathy and I'm restless again, hence the drawing. The sketch above is still in progress and I'll be adding a background to it over the weekend. I need to pull my finger outta my ass and get some more work done for Ross May (The Wheel Turns) and Sean Shapiro (Muzzy), not to mention finish off the short horror stories I've written (one of which is where "Steak House" is from).
KISS rock!!!!
Marc
3 comments:
Was cool to see Layfield in print the other day!
Lovely sketch!
We've not heard from you in a while! What are you working on?
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