You Talkin’ to Me?

“You talking to me? You talking to me? Then who the hell else are you talking… you talking to me? Well, I’m the only one here.”
Travis Bickle, “Taxi Driver”…
I don’t doodle often enough, but I should ’cause that’s when I get ideas; some bad, but some good. I’m not saying this little doodle is necessarily a “good” idea, but it’s a start of something, a seed to plant and watch what comes up.

I like drawing with ballpoint pen; the looseness of the line and if I get my courage up, I’ll take a run at making a comix story all in ballpoint pen. Something fast and dirty. Maybe expand on this idea. Work on this instead of the other thing that I’ve been overthinking for too long. Just get it done, anything.

Meanwhile, there are four astronauts flying towards the moon and will travel further into space than humans have ever been before. Godspeed and safe return to you.

And all the usual chaos continues to swirl, so why not make some art? Keep that individual expression alive. Sing your song. Make your mark. Don’t give in or give up. Just swing your hammer.

OK HW