Five years ago I drew this DnD character as my first digital artwork! A print of it still hangs in my hallway. Sometimes I want to take it down, replace it. But like all pictures, it reminds me where I came from.
Five years, wow. Book Two of Legends of Fomora starts tomorrow, work is underway for my first print run, and I’ve got a couple more surprises in store. What would that young man who drew “Rhogar of Athas*” say to that?
My wife told me yesterday that I’ve gotten much better and that I keep getting better, and wondered if that made me upset, that I’ll always know I could do it better in the future. That I will never be as good a cartoonist as I will be tomorrow. That thought excites me.
I honestly believe you can master any skill with enough time, patience, and diligence. That 10,000 hours honing your craft will make you a master. I don’t know how many hours I’ve spent, but I can see the improvement, and I like what I see.
My secret is that I draw these pictures for my wife. I try to make her laugh or smile or get a little bit choked up. If you all like them while I’m doing it, that’s even better. But I try not to think about it too much.
Enough blathering. Time to get back to the literal drawing board.
*This was actually a really awesome DnD quest run by my old partner Bjorn from Unnatural 20.  It took place in the Dark Sun Campaign setting and it was a real hoot.  I played a Drey (dragonborn) druid.  Mechanically, it was a bit wonky because I don’t think Dragonborn make the best druids.  But character wise it was a blast.  He was one part Obi-Wan Kenobi two parts Bill McKibben, using his primal magic to try and restore pockets of Athas’ desert to something more verdant.