That’s it! I’m officially getting slower. This took me about 9 hours of combined drawing for crying out loud! Well, hopefully, I’m showing some improvement. I was actually in love with my rough sketch of the officer although he didn’t quite translate as well into the final draft. The fact that I can do rough sketches now that look like I want them, though… that’s something I’m quite proud of! It’s growth, baby!
Now for the rest of the day, I have to finish a teddy bear and crank out a guest strip. It will be another bad pun, of course.
Ok, so here it is, the requisite response…
GRRRROOOAAAANNNN….
You know what the who’s down in Whosville all say?
When my comic makes groans my heart grows three sizes that day…
Of course enlarged hearts are bad… where’s that needle of ethanol… time to kill some tissue…
Fine, here is a taste of your own medicine…
For invoking the Who’s of Whoville, you should be sent to the Whosgow…
Here… you’ll be needing this syringe of ethanol…