I’ve been away and busy with adult life.

2019 has seen a lot of stuff happen. Most notable of personal events have included my health declining with an alarming emergence of multiple tumor-like growths, as well as the decline and eventual passing of my maternal grandfather whom I cherish. This blow has led to my increasing solitude and isolation.

It is a small miracle that I have done any artwork this year.

However, we are nearing the approach of a new year and I know that I am really messed up, but trying to find any optimistic thread in my being to hold up and greet the new year with. It is just difficult when you are aware that you are about to lose some more people that you care for and inspire you to try and be human.

My maternal grandfather was the voice of sanity. He reminded me that one of the only ways you can survive the crushing responsibility and dreariness of adult life was to save some time to embrace your inner child and let it out every so often. He was the only one who would watch Saturday morning cartoons with me, laugh at whatever stunts were being pulled, and would rather watch the new Disney movies than the major blockbusters. I miss him a lot.

It has been a very depressing, stressful holiday season this year, but I wish you all a better new year.