Fast forward, present time.
sketch made on Becky Cloonan's sketchbook.
Back to work. Back home.
If the trip to San Diego (and then New York) didn't make us any richer, it made us healthier. After two weeks of heavy walking around, almost always carrying heavy bags, I feel like I'm a completely different person from the weak thin guy locked inside his basement drawing all the time. Now, I just need to keep up with the walking and somehow do that at the same time as I stay at the drawing board.
Some things move slowly, but they move forward. One of these things is our collection of stories coming out from Dark Horse next year. It's finally happening, and it's all ours: our stories, our words, our artwork. It's all our fault, and we wouldn't have it any other way. Much more will be said about this on the next months, as our job is far from over.
Now, back to work. Back home.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
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