Wow, so it's been over a year since that last time I wrote anything here.  That in and of itself amazes me, not for my lack of posting but for how short that year felt.  Many things have happened since the last time I let you all in on my life.  For starters, I got married to a very beautiful woman named Amy.  She is my sunshine, and as another song says, "First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage!"  So, we're expecting.  This is awesome and terrifying.  See, I left my job of 10 years so that we could move closer to hers, and her family.  What we're saving on gas and tolls for her to go to work is something like $600/month.  I was going to start my own business down here working with the pups, but then we talked about the cost of a baby and decided that I might play Mr. Mom.  Thing is, babies and lives are expensive and I don't have an income.

This comes to something I'm kind of loathe to do, but I need to ask you if you'd be will commission me for some work.  I'm willing to try to anything, but my wheel house in the area of colouring and inking.  But, if there is anything you need, let me know and we'll see if I can't do it for you.  I'm willing to do anything (portraits, sketch work, design, voice acting, ANYTHING), just need to know what you would like.

So, along with the fretting over how to afford a baby, I'm super psyched about it.  Our 12 week appointment is in a week.  At our last appointment, I heard it's heart beating.  It was only 8.5 weeks old, and it has a heartbeat of 178 bpm.  It doesn't even have discernible gender, but it has a heart beat.  That is wild!  Having seen and heard it, made it real.  My wife makes fun of me for that.  She says, "What?  The stick that said I was pregnant and the morning sickness weren't real enough?"  They were.  Don't get me wrong.  It's just that up to the point when I got to see that mass of cells with a head and arms for the first time on the ultra sound screen, it was all abstract.  I knew Amy was pregnant in an intellectual sense, but that was the first time that I got to see what's growing into my child.  Every so often, I look at the picture that they sent home with us, and I stare in complete disbelief that I'm going to be a father.  I see it clear as a bell, and I'm elated and horrified all at once.

Anyway, this has gone on long enough.  Thanks for listening to me ramble.  Remember, you might need art and I definitely need to make money, so let's put those together and make everyone happy!

Commissions are open.