Things don’t change as fast as I’d like them to. I wish I didn’t have to force myself awake every. single. morning. this week, but I did it, and I did it for positive, productive reasons. In time, hopefully, I’ll find a balance where I can get enough sleep and still wake up early enough to do the things I want to do, but for now, the discomfort is good. It’s worth it. I’m tired, but, as you can see, I’m already improving.
I used this color pallette on a few comics this week. I’ll probably go back and color 119 and 120 with the same pallette to… give a color theme to this week? It’s fun to tie things up like that. Ever tried a new deodorant and, years later when you smell it again, it takes you back? Maybe color will be like that for me.
And speaking of years later, this comic’s kinda about that, too. I appreciate myself in hindsight—I’m not patting myself on the back while I’m drawing like, “yeah, good job, me. you’re doing so good this is so fun.” No. It’s hard work and it isn’t fun… until I’ve got something to show for it. And until I’ve accepted it, like, “yeah, that was worth it.”
So it’s worth it.
Here’s a video I uploaded last night. Click it to watch it, because… I felt like it. Oh my. Oh my.
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