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Do we ever talk about how Stanley aged? And I don't mean in a "haha younger twin look older" kinda way, but just how much he ran himself into the ground?
Imagine what Ford was thinking once he got a good look at Stanley. Without the judgement or bitterness, without the haze. REALLY looked at him. His sunken eyes, his thinning and greying hair, the layer of chub that has accumulated on his torso and arms. The amount of scars and marks he had earned.
The realization of just how much Stanley neglected himself in favor of him. Neglected himself in favor of the kids, of the business, of everything.
Maybe even the realization of how HE would have looked, if Stanley didn't swoop in all those years ago. How HE would look if he had to fight sleep at night and work his ass off during the day like he planned. The realization that Stanley took all that burden, and he'd do it again for him in a heartbeat.
Acabo de darme cuenta que de todas las cosas que hago en redes sociales, nunca publique ningun dibujo que hice en estos años (lo cual me parece muy gracioso, ya que lo primero que queria hacer cuando empece a dibujar en digital era publicar mis dibujos.)
Y en parte es una pena, por que perdi muchos archivos en estos años (ademas de documentos importantes no relacionados al dibujo) debido al cambio de computadoras. Peerrrooo... puede encontrar en la nube de una vieja cuenta algunos dibujos.
Por lo que pense, que mejor momento que publicarlos ahora (junto con algunos recientes que eh hecho estos dias!)
Realmente me trajeron buenos recuerdos.