Don't Call It A Comeback...

So it's the 3rd of November, on a Monday, when I had my first productive drawing session in a whole 2 to 3 weeks since I quit comics art lessons. But I recovered, and now I'm back and badder than ever. Busted out a good 20 whole pages  of art sketches today. I have to recover from the blow to my ego from learning, in terms of art, though there's always someone worse off, I'm nowhere close to being as good as I thought I am. That was a blow to my ego and self confidence. That realization, weakened and depressed me. Like any time things get really difficult in my life, I once again considered quitting and retiring from comics ("They don't need me...") but I'm starting to get back on my feet to stand and walk.

I did some push-ups, drew one character sketch, then the next day my recovery accelerated and I drew 20 pages of rough abstract sketches.

The strength of Ten Grinches, Plus Two.