I'm sure that's not what I wanted people to think when reading this comic, but it's all I can think while I'm inking it. When I drew it more than a year ago, I clearly remember wanting to draw something fiddly. Now I can't imagine why. But that's what discipline is all about, and I'll finish it the way it's intended to be.
I can't even listen to my usual inking fare (Pixies!) while I'm doing this - nope, it's got to be something equally fiddly, like Joanna Newsom.
On a weather note, it's still raining non-stop here, so I bought some wellies for walking the dog. How could I resist something with a logo like this?
We're feeling all posh stomping round the fields now, what with having special shoes just for, you know, tending to the livestock.