Yeah so a little diary comic inspired by the likes of Chris Downes and Lucy Knisley, basically summing up where my head is at the moment.
I'm tired from work and Grad film stuff and at the moment it's pretty clear that the workload can only intensify from here on in. I'm gonna look like a zombie come deadline time in October, but you know what, I'm okay with that...
..I could be stuck in an office doing Accounting and have to wear dress shoes every DAY.
fuck that shit I'll stick to my beatup Chuck Taylors and flannel shirts, and keep living life frame by frame.
much love peeps,
and stick around, my puppet sculpts are getting close to done, more soon