I don't know where to start or quite honestly where I ended... I do remember the faint cry of my drafting table, 2 ply Bristol and a $#*T load of comics waiting to be bested.
All that aside. I would like to kick off my summer proper.
DRAW, DRAW, DRAW! And remember that it's a GIFT! Wasted talent is nothing but that, unless you go out and scream out your own name (insert giggles and snickering)!
That life drawing clinic on Sundays sounds like a good place to start. 12:30-3pm? You can hang out Saturday and not regret a thing, still enjoy that lazy Sunday, and be in downtown A2. Tell me that doesn't suck!
Well, nothing to show (visually) until I get things scanned and cleaned up. See you in a few. Until then, check out a few cool and crisp pages from a high school buddy (hope to re-discover that art-clique bond between many).
Ladies and Gentlemen! Mr. Sean Dove... Take it away!
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J.
