For some reason in a huff I went and wiped my gallery around this time last year. I figured it was no big deal really. I had the physical originals so if I ever wanted to look at them again I could. Problem is, I didn't have the originals. The folder I beleived I had them in turned out to contain nothing but random doodles and blank pieces of paper. I discovered this AFTER deleting fucking everything and so I promptly got all depressed (then forgot it ever happened).

I wouldn't consider anything I've done to be GREAT ART by any means but the collection I've built up over the years had sentimental value. Each picture, even the stupid little doodles had all sorts of memories in them and to consider them gone forever hurt pretty bad. It was like six years of my life had just up and disappeared because they sorta had.

So life goes on, years pass and a friend asks me about my old comic book collection. I go and dig around in my basement as it had been 10 or more years since I last regularly read any comics ( I was an x-men boy, myself) and that was my best guess as to where they had gone. While poking around in a box, sitting in an unmarked folder were all the drawings that i believed to have been lost forever. The box was unmarked, surrounded by things 10 years old or more. I have no idea why I would have put my things in there. Never did find those comic books and fuck i just cut my finger and im bleeding ont he keyboard, one moment...

Anyways, I've decided to upload my things here again starting tomorrow or today, whenever i remember. I'll probably start with my old favorites along with the stories related to their creation. Just in case, you know? Just in case everything disappears again, I'll still have a backup somewhere. I won't remember otherwise, my memory is a seive.

Also fuck the internet and everyone on it, just sayin' is all.