So….. I don’t really know what’s going on in this comic…. Maybe it’s an extension of the last page, and the sickness is really messing him up? Maybe he drank too much cough syrup (again)?…. Maybe he took some MDMA? Who the fuck knows…. it’s not for us to know…. shit, i just draw the damn thing….
On another note, i did not get into TCAF (Toronto Comic Arts Festival) yet again… (to be specific, at least this year i got on the wait list, but by the time i find out if i got a table from the wait list, i won’t have enough time to make all the things i was planning). I was planning on collecting these sketchbook comic pages into a big book…. And i was going to make a couple new mini comics for print…. and i was gonna collect my old blog strips and make another book outta them! A lot of plans i had…. Anyways, since i didn’t get in, all those plans are a bust.. So now i gotta figure out what to do next… I’m not gonna lie.. i feel a little lost right now, but the wounds are still fresh…. So hopefully soon i’ll have a better idea of what the fuck i’m doing with these comics, or other comics, or art in general…..