Some people might be wondering about the sudden in flux of crappy filler type drawing so let me 'splain what is going on. For a long time now drawing has been a pretty unhappy thing with me, in fact to the point I was thinking of quiting. I wanted to draw but I dreaded the blank page and hated what was showing up on the paper. Coloring anything was a drag, worst of all I felt I had to be doing something productive or I was waste of protoplasm.

I had been reading my old JTHM and Squee comic books and was thinking about back in high school when I used to draw some really *#@%#$ up *#@! and how much of a good time I had doing it. Later that day I started doodling in an effort to draw while watching Invader Zim suddenly BAM I had this little psychotic fox throwing babies at a wall and I felt awesome. Then I drew a few more of her and I was having fun doing it.

I wasn't obsessing about quality or proportions or anything. Just having fun drawing again. I don't know how things are going to go in the future now, but I'm going to have fun and I'm probably going to be posting a lot of strange and crappy art.