i’ve also been working on birds.
don’t mind the scribbles. they’re not for you.
"Is it just me or why is it that everyone I meet sound, look, and act like a choffer?" -Horace Jenkemshire at his own wedding
I guess a blog is for updating people on your life from a public platform. For nearly the past year I've been mainly shitposting random drawings I've made hoping over time that I'd evolve as an artist, i was wrong. I've barely evolved at all since my first posts. Now though I still want to progress but I need motivation. Originally for a while I was working on a small 30 page story I was gonna post on here to get some feedback but I see that's going to be hard. This blog lives in obscurity, not that I'm complaining I kinda like just being another random voice in the abyss. Yet I want something. That story I was working on has been rewritten and redrawn probably over 15 times by now. I think it's definitely improved allthough i have my doubts on how good it is. I about two months or so I'll have around 50 comic pages of that story completed. I'll post them and I hope someone out in this odd crevasse of the Internet tells me something. I think I've been rambling for too long now. I originally began this post with the idea of what a blog is typically about. Well unfortunately that's the problem. I don't like talking about myself. So that's what's gonna happen gonna post that story, see where it takes me, then i dunno. Well thank you for reading this rambling post, hole you have a nice day. With respect, Cassius Novella the man in the Jungla hovella.
A private journal is often used to write down and remember one's most intimate and private thoughts. A cipher is used to hide those thoughts even further by concealing them behind a communication system that only a privileged few know about. A blog or social media account is used to show the world who or what you are while wrapping it in lies or deceit to deceive the world on who you really are.
Jeez, where does the time go? One minute you're going through the scenic landscape of arizona on Thursday, next thing you know you're totally lazy and forgot to post stuff to your blog. I blame the grey aliens that abducted me and brainwashed me to procrastinate. I'll post something to make up for my failures tomorrow. Until then have another dad joke. Where do ice cream men learn to make ice cream? Sunday School.