I have some grandiose vision of listening to different music every time I draw and sharing my impeccable taste in music with the world through my comics. This severe condition is aggravated somewhat when readers tell me I may have hipped them to some good tunes, which happened earlier this week with [amazon_link id="B0009CTV5Y" target="_blank" ]Popa Chubby[/amazon_link].
Tonight was a bit of a late start, which usually means no tunes and not my best art, but I must be adjusting. Cranked up the Popa and did some ink.
I should mention that the series of strips I’ve been working on this year is called “Until the Wheels Fall Off”. I’m going to have to think of a new series name as I feel the story getting ready to shift. Don’t get me wrong–in a metaphorical sense, the wheels will come off again for our intrepid hero. But as you can see, some changes is in the wind.
Because theres a little screaming outlaw that blasts down every canyon at 100mph in all of us and hes just looking for an excuse to be cut loose
You’re a sage and a prophet and a poet, my brother. And that’s a lot of what I was getting at with this one.
That “Dark side” in everyone of us wants to come out at times. LOL Great stuff
Because theres a little screaming outlaw that blasts down every canyon at 100mph in all of us and hes just looking for an excuse to be cut loose
that’s just beautiful