Last week of August is upon us, and the work never stops. The pile of work never diminishes, the bubbling mind never quiet, the hand never content, the eye always open, always searching, always thinking.
Creating has no on and off. To create is to be, and while we are, we're working.
We just did a pin-up for an artist we admire. It wasn't on our schedule, but we can't always plan every single step of our days ahead of time. It's an improvisation, constantly changing, and you need a constant so you won't get lost.
You must love something or you'll get lost.
Love someone, love your work, love your family. This will help you to navigate through the storms.
I love storms. Couldn't live without them.
I dream of calm seas, and these dreams make me want to sail to distant corners of the world chasing storms.
The comic book creators are explorers.