Now that I’m active again as a drawer, I found that I was inactive long enough to require me to rebuild my network. Ugh. So I’ve been throwing e-mails around, submitting work, posting portfolios, and all that good stuff. But the hardest part so far, has been finding my niche. Am I a painter or a cartoonist? Do I draw behind the scenes concept work or hang it in galleries? New Yorker or Juxtapoz?

Usually, I’d troll for jobs and let them decide my direction. A pencilling job would start a string of comic book related gigs, while doing concept art gave me something to throw on the wall at an art show I signed up for a few days prior. I liked playing the bases, and I hope that the bases enjoyed being played.

I must say that the hardest part is the frustration of having to work a full-time job and mustering the energy and free time to work back up to being freelance again. Luckily, amphetamines are my friends and I have the unique ability to guiltlessly neglect other priorities in order to boil them down to:

• Job
• Art
• Food
• Sleep

Probably in that order too. Combining Job and Art into one thing and having a feeding tube put in so I can eat while I sleep, would miraculously simplify my life. My doctor already said no to the latter, but the former is within reach. Better yet, if I cut out Food and Sleep, I not only save time, but money too! This is my dream. I want to become a robot. A robot that poops art and plays video games.

Anyway, its late and I just said ‘poop’ in a post, which means I’ve long since run out of constructive things to say. I leave you with some sketches and a painting in progress.