IF YOU WANNA COLOR THIS here’s some line art I suppose —> http://i.imgur.com/bEJ8I.png

So I was very mad at work today, and I’m feeling really burned out on comics and stuff. So while Neil played Katamari I sad and doodled on some bristol. The inking is sloppy in places and I made up a lot of shit as I went, the background wasn’t penciled so it’s all a-leanin’

This is supposed to be an attempt at replicating the kind of stuff I was aiming to draw when I was about 15-16. Sometimes, I like to remember what I ideally wanted to draw like at that age, and sit down and prove that — hey! I can! And could… if I wanted to.

So, a little validation for the tiny, angry teenage me who couldn’t draw for shit but still managed to fill sketch books with robot ladies in ridiculous outfits.

I drew a fuck-ton of robot ladies growing up. I really like the idea of being at a point where robot ladies exist but in order to look anyting remotely human like, they have to have elaborate full-body outfits to hide all their blatantly inhuman bits n’ pieces.

I once had this story with like… robot police ladies. And all androids, no matter how realistic or sleek, wore cartoonish gloves on rather fat cartoony hands because I thought, no matter how advanced technology gets, hands are so complex and delicate that for robots and androids they would always appear bulky and mechanical to have the same kind of dexterity.

… this is the shit I thought about at 15-16. Robot hands.