Vice

My biggest time killer and, consequentially, vice, is dicking around on the internet. That perpetual cycle of refresh/twitter/refresh/email/refresh/facebook. It’s a twitch now, an involuntary spasm while I’m doing things. I think I’d feel lost with out it – a phantom twitch that would reach for a refresh button at any chance (standing by a window, waiting on the bank opening, wipe finger down window with the hope that it’d refresh like an iPhone app).

Don’t Blink

This is what happens when you blink. Over a fortnight passes. One of the reasons I was trying to blog daily was to inject a bit of discipline back into the art – how does that work? Well, it probably doesn’t, but I know that when I’m being super productive in the art, I’m blogging and tweeting like a madman (because it’s a totally different function from drawing). And when the art starts to slip away from me, the tweets and blog posts similarly start to disappear (partly out of guilt, partly because I’ve nothing to say).