Most of the time I sketch my girl first and add the colored bits later. This time the splotches and drips were there already. I just took my pen and drew my girl around them.

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I’m forty years old and still fertile. And with this fertility comes a monthly trial, an emotionally and physically trying nuisance. It’s difficult to imagine the goings on in my womb, the breaking of the lining as if by tiny bundles of TNT, the flow of blood from my pipes and the disaster which ensues. […]

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