Friday, September 30, 2011


alas, poor Spenser, I knew him well...

Um, I don't feel that way about Spenser. It's just--you get to the last panel and you panic, and you end up hitting Edmund Spenser over the head with a shovel.

I got home to ink the strip and found I'd left my materials in my office. Panic! Thus the crappy "super-flow" ball point ink job. It's funny how dependent I've gotten on the gray wash for shading.

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