I used to think that the inner child was a weird concept, and that we would only rely on it to tell us what childish fun still exists in us. That it would be for quick bursts of irrational fun,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve struggled to complete this series, and equally have been struggling whether there’s any point to posting it. My only hope is that it can help someone else struggling with their inner critic or even the concept of it, through[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The second of two comics dedicated to my wife. I love you babe. Thank you for always being here with me.
I’m interrupting my regular schedule, to do two things. One is to announce that I’m going to give Dave more body, in the art that I’m drawing. The second is to draw this for my wife.