Wish I had a buckler. It wouldn't help me through the work week much but then again… maybe I should try it!
I'm one year closer to 30 and feeling it in my bones. It's tough having young people laugh and say your old, and old people laugh and say your not. I thought being a teenager was hard. I want a buckler…
This blog has been pretty low speed these last few months, but roughs for a couple of books have taken up most my time. Publishers have deadlines and blogs don't, so aside the bloggidy blog gets pushed. I really wanted to have a color image on the opposite page of the sad seafaring man. I had a small sketch of a beautiful woman, and putting it in a two page spread below would look cool. When I get something I'll swap it out. Have a great weekend!
