Inspiration's Death

okay. this drawing.. I could say alot on it
very
it has many meanings
perhaps not nececairely the ones you think..

for thoses who noticed.. I have been kinda... dead.. here.

an like.. my immagination has gone *poofs*

2 years I havent don't a real DNC comic.

2 months I havent done a REAL drawing..

I keep staring at the blank page and be braindead..

inspiration is gone

killed by my social life work and f***ing adult life...
I have suddently become an adult.. with responsabilities.. bills..,. very soon also an appartement.. wich means moving, decorating, do groceries, clean.. and so on..
I am not scared... not at all.
I just want to cry everytime I see a blank page

because drawing is something I cherish VERY much.. but the cost of life.. I guess it cost me that.. I want to draw..

and I can say.. I had this drawing in my head for MONTHS. months that I scrapped paper trying to get it out.. and I did.. yesterday at work

oh well.. guess it helps me a tiny bit.. not everyday you see me do something bloody

anyway.. hope it won't disturb you Xd I know some of your are sensible souls..