This is gunna be kinda rambly sorry. After the suicide of my close friend almost half a year ago, I took up scuba diving. I know, kind of a weird path to take in order to deal with death. I guess I needed something to make me feel alive, like I was trying to compensate for the fact that he wasn't. We knew each other since middle school and remained good friends and gaming buddies since. Then, on Jan 26 I received the news that he decided to end his life. I've never lost some one close and I don't even have many close people to begin with so it hit me real hard. I think I made something like four full illustrations in a month just trying to cope with his passing.

Anyways, I tried scuba diving. It really is a different experience considering the whole "you could die" thing if something goes wrong. It's exhilarating. My recent piece was inspired by my first non-training dive. It was so fun. We explored a small reef called Cardiff Reef off the beach here in San Diego. I saw some garibaldi fish, tons of lobsters, a giant crab, and some other cool stuff. That's really it I guess. Life has been getting better.