Greets, people outside the cave.
I have risen from my artistic meditations to heed the call of Croatia, or more specifically the comic festival happening in Makarska this week. I’ll be there, sitting in sight of the ocean, probably staring at it muttering things like “It’s so vast…” and “can it hear us??” inbetween sketching for the locals.
The image above is my contribution to the collection of festival adverts drawn by guests, starring a selection of characters I’ve had the pleasure to scribble into existence. And some Bat-type lurking the back.
Hopefully I’ll return refreshed and revived, eager to return to the cave and its perpetual evening where I can resume crafting the next pages of:
a) Gutsville or
b)Cerulean or
c)Mystery Marvel job
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