page 4

In some ways, this page feels like a long time ago. I’ve moved on to another chapter – different characters, different textures, different self.

In other ways, it feels like exactly where I am right now – suspended between the past and the future, between the known and the unknown. Not much to do but breathe, float, dream, and panic. And keep drawing. Lather, rinse, repeat.

3 thoughts on “page 4

  1. Like the otter is in a container, connected with the Great Mother ship in space? breathe, float, dream and panic. Yet continuing on. Feeling the otterness…

    1. probably best not to think about it too hard! the whole book is going to be dreamlike, and will at best only make a kind of dream sense…

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