Tigerbalm heals everything...

It's been a while, hasn't it? Not that I haven't been keeping busy. Artistically, I mean.

I've betrayed this site for another -- a scan of art, my art, is posted everyday on my facebook account, part of my self-explanatory '365 Days of Art' project. Folks seem to like it, it's generated me a little work. It goes well. Well, it was going well, until, well, you know..

...kidney failure.

Cruel Tigerbalm says: "Hah! EPIC kidney FAIL!!"

Hmm, what's an appropriate emoticon for that?

Yeah, after 23 years of type 1 diabetes (since I was 11), my kidney's told me to toss off. I wish it was the other way around. Adjusting to the new lifestyle has been invigorating, to tell the truth -- I feel better than I ever have, I'm eating right, exercising, and my spirits are up.

The adjusting (mainly to the new diet and three 4-hour sessions of dialysis per week) has eaten up my time -- there's plenty of reading and charting and tests to do -- so, artistically speaking, I've been distracted. But as my health improves, so does my output. When I say output, I am referring to the cherished past time of doodling comic book characters. I mean, really, what else is there? Other than attending weekly dialysis appointments, I mean.

The gent above-left is known only as Tigerbalm ("He Craaa-zy!!") so far. He started out as a revamped Tiger-Man, a forgotten character from Atlas-Seaboard comics that only six people on the entire planet appreciate. Me, and five other guys (that's an estimation). They share a color scheme and an affinity for all things 'tiger-y', but other than that, they're different dudes. I think.