Scanned directly from the pages of the omnipresent sketchbook, so as to preserve the raw vitality, that primal sense of graphic immediacy and passionate spontaneity.
No? Okay I was in a hurry.
But seriously... occasionally I'm afforded the simple pleasure of watching an image evolve right in front of me, almost like I'm just along for the ride and digging the crazy scenery. Also I watched way too much John Wick this winter.