My work-work, as usual, is taking up all of my time. Evenings and weekends spent trying to keep the loose, careless promises made by higher-ups who don't understand what they're selling/managing. This means none of my personal or freelance work has been getting done, but I can occasionally make time for some sketchbook scribs.
Patrick: "How come all the monsters you draw look like cocks and scrotes?"
Fine then, Patrick, this one above doesn't look like those things; are you happy now? I didn't think so.
Here's a stoneback plodder I scribbed out at drink-n-draw with Guy last week.
Be well, samelings.