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 trying to put everything I sketch up would take just as long as it takes to draw them (and 90% of it is crap, anyway). So, I'll just throw a smattering of drawings up.