Here we’ve got it, the first four pages!
I have to admit, I started out on this journey like a lot of people do: sleep-deprived and crazy. I’m not too nuts for the first few pages artistically, but hey, you have to start somewhere.
What I’m referring to on page 1 is that my pen exploded ink all over the page (as you can see from the sploches). Ink got all over the place on this trip, I got used to having it imbedded in my fingernails perpetually.
The intersection I drew on page 3 became an intersection I crossed everyday to get to class. It’s interesting to see how I first saw it, when later on it became a staple of my experience in Farnham. I drew it rather… wildly.