Phillip went down to Georgia, he was looking for a job to steal. He wasn't feeling swell, corporate work was hell, and he was willing to make a deal. When he came upon a school who was dealing comics and making it hot. Then Phillip jumped on the nearest plane and said "SCAD, let me tell you what - now people are gonna laugh at the things I'm about to do - but I bet a pencil of gold against your soul that I can make it as an artist too."
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Okay, so it's taken me a few weeks to get my butt off the ground and start this blog. I'm going to try and post daily sketches. I used to think that would take some effort, but after a week and half in school, I've probably done about 100+ sketches. At least. And they'll keep coming.
We'll start this off with the first page in my sketchbook.