for one hour in the middle of the night, two nights ago, everyone i loved from greensboro was in my kitchen. it was like a bizarre dream, but real. suddenly they were gone and i was sitting alone in my kitchen at 6am surrounded by empty coffee cups, and i started to cry.


This was originally a crazy commission I did awhile back for a fellow Berserk fan. I love the intensity of the story that was carried through the beautiful line work of Kentaro Miura’s art. I also studied art by Gustave Dore for further inspiration on old school pen techniques.

The whole middle composition is done by a rapidograph pen..( aka..took forever).

I hope I did it justice. You can NOT do a Berserk tribute and go half assed.

i’m pretty sure the past year has been the worst of my life, but one of my resolutions a year ago was to “cultivate strength through adversity” so i guess i have to look at 2012 as one long opportunity to fulfill my resolution. i think it worked, though. i feel significantly stronger and more sure of myself than i did a year ago. at the same time, i have felt incredibly depressed, lonely, lost, betrayed, forgotten, and hopeless. but it’s another year now. gonna make it work.