Was going through my old artwork late last night because I make good work-night decisions. Decided to put together a thing, kinda tracking artistic development through my obsession with this one same sad-sack character.

There's about a decade missing. Sometime in there I spent 6 years in college trying to learn about art and learning about teaching art, and deciding I hated everything about it (and definitely not drawing anything so base as illustrations, let alone furries), and spent a couple years trying to get my mojo back. Eventually did, and I'm glad.