Look, it's clearly not a fucking bird or a plane, you GOBSHITE.

What happens when you forget to do a Micks' sketch and are saddled with some wasting markers, no decent old sketches to hand, and a head full of impossible dreams? Um, this.



Ah well, all about the process, baby. I'm pressed for time as I pencil and ink the Transformers story wot I wrote for IDW. (Was gonna post a TF doodle, but I refuse to have them round here. It's like mixing two separate groups of friends and trying to keep everyone happy. Awful time, awful...)So maybe next week I'll have at least a link to my own forgotten blog with some previews for that. In the mean time, sniff my Vs.