Identical.

Over the weekend, a package arrived with some gifts from Dark Horse, so now my brother and I have identical car key-chains, and it's almost ridiculous how nice it is to have something identical again. Long gone are the days when we were dressed by our mom in identical clothes, and it's been a while since we had just the identical amount of friends, and thank God we don't have an identical art style anymore.

Not that we ever have an identical art style, but I copied Bá's style for a long time and it took me years to find my own look. As I think back, it wasn't so much a matter of imitating him, it was just the easier way to draw and a faster way to worry only with the stories and less with the art.

I only started worrying about the art midway through college, and I only got any good at drawing after the first 1000 pages of comics.

Wait.

I haven't reached 1000 pages of comics yet.

Suddenly, I feel I should be back at the drawing board.