not really that urgent but if yall could spot me some money for grocieries today id appreciate it 🙏

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Warnings for: terminal illness, death.

A look at life of a paralysed elder woman and how her family deals with it. The camera is always centered at the same place, the woman's face- in fact we never see a whole face of any other person.

This month, I'm posting a random unfinished song from my vast folder of sketches every day.

This past week I've been having a miserable time with goop filling up my head holes. If you've ever had the same thing then you know that it's like you're operating with the equivalent of oven mitts over your wits.

"Yeah, this face looks good."

*flip the image *

"Oh shit!"

And...

"I'll just ink this line. No, this line. No. Not like that. No, eye-hand coordination. THIS line. The one right there. No. The. That one! JUST FOLLOW THE LEG! Dammit!"

The only thing keeping me sane is knowing that the comic will vanish into the void when I post it. Thus I know to treat making it as the pastime it is instead of the linchpin of all of my geeky hopes and dreams.