Dear artist. Do you know why you do not comment, but continue to watch? Because inside you think that you are weaker than my art. This is a bad position dude. These are bad thoughts. And you know, killer, why am I blind? I go out onto the balcony and look at the sunrise at 6 in the morning and instead of the sun I see a rainbow from the mountains and trees. The trees are green, the sky is blue, clouds of all other colors and soon the yellow sun will complete the set. But in 10 mins I return to the house with a deep sigh. Quite loud one too. But you know what makes me different from you? I hate to see. I am blind to see life. And the only life is the one that is real for me when I return to my chamber - that I do with my hands, using my brain filled with blood and meat. And while I’m somewhere, you - killing your art, instead of forcing you to give characters LIVE. You are disgusting and make me sad. Just start to finally raise your ass and stop complaining, because all your excuses are references to your ass.

This art is dedicated to one fine folk with one comment tat’ I answered lately. I love mah real fans. An’ ya no one know how many of them and whe’ they are. At least Ah have no such information or sensations. Well, I realized that if you know what you’re drawing, then it probably will not work. Therefore, I usually balance between knowledge and a black hole in my head. And my awareness is when you don’t even know what you will do on the panel, only the first few lines. So my ignorance is very greedy. Talk about yourself the whole post .. you know, I eat nuts now and I feel sick. On the right is ketchup. I’m curious about what could happen ..