Looking at my gallery makes me sad.
It's horrible and plain and makes me look like a shit artist.
So I went out, bought a new pad (small, because big pads make me upset over all that wasted space) and a new set of erasers.
I set myself down with some Queens of the Stone Age, and I finally drew something that I didn't think was complete SHIT.

Hopefully, I can try and get back in to digital coloring and paint this sucka'. I suck at spider leg joints.

I just finished Chuck Palahnuik's Invisible Monsters.
READ IT! Faked deaths, self mutilations, gender reassignment surgeries, they're all in there.