Sensitive Instruments
I've been drawing every day for over two weeks now. It's something I always swore I needed to do, and it feels good to finally stick to my guns about it. On the other hand, I've been having a rather ridiculous bout of artist's block lately (no doubt stress-induced), and haven't had that much to actually draw. So: lots of pottering about in the old sketchbook, but no real action.

At least that was the case, until I sat down, reread Salinger's Nine Stories (the literary equivalent of comfort food), and kicked myself in the ass a few times till the buildup of words uncorked my pen. It also helped to watch a ton of new movies, all of which managed to chart somewhere on the Graham-O-Meter (or Grahamometer) between 'Damn Good' and 'Jesus H. Mustard!'. Said films are:

I Heart Huckabees
Straw Dogs
Tokyo Drifter
The Wrong Man
Elevator to the Gallows

I now have some new illustration ideas and a five or six pager in the works. In the meantime, here's a one-page comic that probably took me longer to finish than it should have.