- Jack of all trades.
I’m an awful sketchbooker. I can never keep my ideas in one place, and when I try it’s usually shit. Generally I have better stuff floating around on errant paper scraps than sketchbooks.
So I was super surprised to find that I’d actually filled one up!
Sit Down Stand Up was meant to be a container for my writing primarily, so of course it devolved into semicoherent stream of consciousness psychosis. Some pages after the break.
Who would pay for this as a V-day card? Nobody? Oh, ok.