2020. Enough.

January 2020. What a shitty start to the year. The coronavirus. Kobe. Brexit. Politics and the idiots sharing all the type of propaganda that would get a nod from Goebbels in his heyday. It's like, "okay, enough".

But alas, I'm here doing the freelance schtick, looking for work, waiting for work, then resurrecting and starting whole new projects.

Currently working on a piece that has me resurrecting the sakura pens. Technology is great but tactile is king. The feel of pen and paper should never be tossed to the side. Skills get really rusty when that happens. I've learned the hard way.

Currently WIP, but I'll share once done:

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A post shared by Dulani Wilson (@bluntspear) on Feb 1, 2020 at 9:32am PST

Sum up, Bloodshot to bloodclaat.