Yeah, I can draw really sick stuff sometimes. Take last week for instance – I was sick as a dog for much of the week with a temperature. I was sneezing, wheezing, hacking, yacking, shivering, sweating and sleeping for days on end. In a rare moment of lucidity, I picked up my sketchbook to draw the most brilliant thoughts my hazy mind could come up with in that moment. All that came out was a tamed down version of what I was physically feeling. It’s just sick stuff. Look if you dare.
