So every once in a while my nose decides that it’s SUPER sensitive to dust in the store and hemorrhages blood. That’s what happened this past Friday when I walked into work to start my shift. Ten minutes later the blood stopped flowing out of my nose, most likely because I ran out of blood. There was a lot of it. A lot. I think I just finally recovered from that episode.

You may notice something kind of different with the art today. I drew this comic with Photoshop. Suffice it to say, I admire those out there who can draw beautiful pictures with that program and I may need to do more than a few comic panels to fully get a feel for using it as a medium, but I HATE Photoshop. I don’t like how flat it is, I don’t like the super straight lines it produces, I hate how I had to wrestle with the program to get even the slightest amount of bounce and life to the artwork.

I’ll still use it because it’ll be something useful for fixing mistakes and such, but the amount of after-work I had to do to make this strip barely passable, it’s going to be a while for me to trust this program and draw anything exclusively with it again.

I like the look of my inks, I like how my pens do exactly what I want them to when I put felt-tip to paper, and I like being able to make my line-work do what I want it to without having my skin stick to the Wacom tablet or ctrl-z for the umpteenth time because the super sensitive stylus did what it wanted to do rather than what I intended.