I haven't drawn anything in nearly two months. which means I'm currently putty, a blank slate, I could go and start drawing in an entirely different way if I wanted. I probably won't but it is fun to imagine bizarro situations.
I am trying this new thing where I stop saying no to myself. it's really difficult, if you can believe it. I always sell my brand as being self-indulgent, but whatever you see has been diluted a thousand times before it gets posted. then inevitably I lose myself in the sea of "no" and it stops being fun to me.
I don't want to go back to japan. I want to stay here and be comfortably uncomfortable and have fiber internet and eat normal food and a giant box of slim jims and have access to superior nail polish and everyone speaks english mostly.
I'm reading a bunch of cold reading books to bolster the finer points of the story I'm writing, about a fortune teller who falls in love with a client who himself is falling into a slow tragedy. I was surprised to find out very little of this relies on observation, because the point is not to be factual but to simply appear factual.