Here’s another cartoon where I feel like I should apologize for the wordiness… but you didn’t want me spreading all this over three or four days to cut down on the amount of dialogue in any given panel, did you? No you didn’t. So you’ll just have to do the reading.
I never much like the last mile of my favorite whitewater run.
It’s where the lake starts.
Whitewater becoming lakewater is kinda… anticlimactic.
It’s tough, isn’t it? Waiting around for someone else to finish having fun.
Like taking your kids to the Children’s Museum the day before taxes are due or something.
Just got back from Kentucky. There’s a Shaker village there. I learned a great deal that I did not know and may not use in my life. And that’s okay.
Solitude. It’s just Gorge-ous.
Get it?
Grease pencil really makes a problem on your nice scanner, didja know that? There you go. Pro tips from your personal cartoonist.
I’m in the middle of painting a children’s book for a client. I’m too tired to know what to write.
It’s a good thing I got a bunch of scripts written before the heavy workload hit.
In a week or so… if you suddenly see single illustrations of Hubris dancing the charleston that look like they were done in ball point pen… you’ll know the deadlines have gotten me.
I’m supposed to go skydiving next month. So… I guess Hubris will also go skydiving. Anyone know the first darn thing about skydiving? Wanna share?
Happy Father’s Day to all us dads. This weekend. Or next year… depending on when you’re reading this.
That darn Blind Chance was through here again.
Wasn’t he?
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