Every summer, I slack off on the comics, and pursue other artistic alleyways. This summer was no different, with one exception. This summer, my psychosis is out of hand. Add to that depression and anxiety, and you’ve got a real killer! Real killer! So I’ve been channeling all this madness (or am I really sane, and the world is somehow being twisted?) into a nervous energy that allows me to create art pieces like the following illustrations. I brush them out, and then add color in photoshop later, after I come back to reality. I really wonder if I died back in 2004, and this is some kind of afterlife.

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