Near the end of November I got contacted by someone who needed a lot of illustrations in a rather short time and I fell off the face of the Earth. It was a great project and I got to draw fun things, but I can't show them to anybody so it really feels like I've done nothing but abuse my body for three weeks. It was like a retreat to the monastery of sleeplessness and bad posture.
This is a personal sketch completely unrelated to the thing I can't talk about. I have a few of these and also an acrylic painting I managed to finish up right before work got me.
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