
Above: The first tiny moment where I flash forward into my future. It's strange, but visualising your own demise is quite enjoyable. It's the catharsis of it, I guess. Stop worrying, start imagining.


Above: One of my most moving strips, and a big departure from others, it being entirely digitally painted over an old photo. Day to day it's hard to maintain such a high standard, and I don't think I've met this one since, at least on a visual and technical level.

Above: A piece of New Years Eve sentimentality. A vision of the future not involving my death or decay. I featured some of my friends in the pictures: Jamie got beardy, Tom with a scar and a son, Adrian looking just the same and Pete with middle-aged chubby cheeks. I dunno, it just makes me happy looking at the future this way, even if it'll probably turn out so different.
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