I felt like doodling middle aged Blue at a point where he no longer gives any fucks yesterday because I was surfing around for references of stuff and seeing a lot of people complaining about how body art “ruins” the bodies it is arted upon and the whole “no bumper stickers on a Ferrari” bullshit and the usual garbage anyone with tattoos is used to hearing. Entitlement to the point where the first google search result you get for someone like Alex Freaking Minsky has people saying things like “A weak attempt at conveying ‘toughness’ and ‘strength’ which clearly doesn’t exist.” and complaining that he’s painful to look at as though you know, what they find attractive should have any bearing on what other people choose to do with their bodies.
Then ruined bodies sort of ended up being the subject of the day all over the place so hey, topical. Kind of.
The first two pages from my upcoming comic Horus Story, the very true story of Horus’ birth according to Egyptian legend.
AAAAAHHH LITTLE SET AHAHHAH
Laughing entirely too hard oh my god
“I really want that box”
“I know how to play the box game, Set.”
Hellll to the yes.
this is one of my favorite myths and I am so so so happy to see this
My whole left arm is so sunburned.
Thank you, car window. I appreciate you functioning as designed.
I just pre-ordered The Ocean at the End of the Lane on my Kindle.
june 18 omg hurry
This is my prickly pear’s mom.