Hahaha.

Found in puns:

Mahatma Gandhi walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath.
This made him a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

Another work-in-progress

( Huuubiiiieee )

So, ahh. I finally finished my first $20 commission today, and that's pretty exciting. I hope that Doodzi gets in contact with me and sends me my monies. I gotta start on Bro's; hopefully with break coming up I'll get that one done quicker.

Yesterday I went to the Detroit Symphony Orchestra, and that was pretty neat. They played Beethoven's Fifth as the second portion of the concert, and it naturally brought the house down. Good times. What's crazy, though, is that I saw a flyer for Yo-Yo Ma. To appear in Detroit?! Whoa. That's pretty nuts. I think I want to go see that.

More undone art?! Come on, L.

What can I say?
( It is apparent that I start more than I finish )

But hey. I actually DID finish shit today. During lecture.

( PROOF )

Annnd then I fixed a previous image that was about 5-6 degrees askew. I might go further with it, when I'm done coloring comic pages and junk. And I still gotta get crackin' on Di and Steve's birthday stuff. Damn you people and your clogging March with birthdays that I must draw for.



*Because Laura is sick and twisted and likes to make her ficticious people suffer hardcore, that's why.