Taken with instagram because regular photos are for suckers.
A page from a story I drew for writing group but didn’t have enough time to finish.
I was going to halftone this to death, as is my way, but I quite like it just black and white.
I started re-reading my British reprints of Frank Millar’s Daredevil run the other day and so the left column pretty much became an ode to those issues.
Remember kids, knives might slice through skin, muscle tissue, and bone but they NEVER cut through the fabric covering the exist wound.
