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Blargh.

Rough week indeed. I needed to vent more than aim for a joke.
I miss the peace and quiet of living out in the country. Helped with letting off steam after a long day or whole week.

And the clear night were perfect to relax under. Being able to see every star; priceless.

Moving on to the art.
I not exactly sure how to show that transition from water-bank-mainland. I tried the best I know how but it still looks wrong.
I should have used references.

Again, nothing fancy with the colours.
I'm happy with the gestures. I feel like I got the skipping-rock pose to be accurate.
The second panel makes me chuckle with the buckling knees.

Oh Becky!
That rock is just too big for you.

Wait...this is like a metaphor for life, isn't it?

...

Enjoy!

-Brendan

The big 5-0

There's plenty of forest preserves around Chicago-suburbs. The one I live closest to offers a chance to view some elk.

I have to say, they're pretty damn beautiful. I also thought it was funny that as a bunch of people crowded around them, one elk poked it's head up and caught a glimpse of me. As I walked around the bend it started jogging alongside me.

Whether that was intentional or not I thought it was cool. What can I say? Animals love me.

I'm also curious as to why some have long-sharp antlers while the ones I saw had short stubby ones. Suppose it's time to use the interwebs for some educatin'!

P.S. i'm not sad nor do I take pills. 

Missouri does perplex me however.

Enjoy.
-Brendan