Finally, the debut of a project that kept me from posting on my blog most of this spring:
This came out of a night when I was trying to get an essay on being bourgeois to work, realizing I wouldn’t be able to, looking back over the path of broken potshards that is my hard disk, and feeling depressed. Also to some extent by Lynda Barry’s encouragement to paint out your own demons in One! Hundred! Demons!. Unfinished projects are definitely my demons. I feel better having purged them. Enjoy.