It's draining. I want to put my energies into the comic I'm still theoretically making. But I keep doing it in the mad hope that the rise of fascism will turn around and I won't have to do it because everyone can start recognizing everyone else's basic human rights. I don't want it to become a normal thing that we let people like Trump be in charge of us.
But I looked around today and realized I can't stop it. My continued right to exist depends on absolutely nothing I do. It's time to escape this world. I can either fly down to the Swedish Racist Party offices and set myself on fire or make art.
I can feel my batteries charging already.
Tuesday, October 3, 2017
Sunday, October 1, 2017
Day 2. Thought I'd use actual black and white, and this abstract mess was all that happened. Well, it was an educational experiment.
Day 3. I barely slept all night. Must have been something I ate.
Day 4. Just a lady in the woods. Maybe of the woods. As a marriage of green and brown I think it's rather successful.