I put up a strange new picture I drew on my computer last night. It started as a sketch I made at the water, before the cops came and busted up all my lawlessness.

It’s one of those pictures where I don’t really know what it’s about, but it feels somehow to carry something significant. In the original version, the fish was looking at the sea-man, and was laughing at him. I couldn’t really get the right look for it though when I redid it on my computer. I think this one ultimately makes more sense in some way.

I think its about inner turmoil. Maybe it’s just late at night though and I’m cranky.