Monday, July 1

Piece of Shit Eyes

The good thing about drawing a little earlier in the evening is when it goes tits up – and it always goes tits up – then it’s not too late for me to get drunk and forget about it. This is the first thing I’ve drawn in months that I haven’t stabbed to death with a pen and torn apart. To be fair, this is a new pen. But, fuck me, it’s a piece of shit, this.

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