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This is the first day this entire winter that has been cold enough to justify wearing a jacket.
I’m not committing to full hourly comics this year, but maybe some snapshots. I really like how this came out.
The cold gray light is apparently the best thing for my purple hair. It’s like it glows to let you know I’m in my natural environment.
9:30 on a Tuesday morning. The perfect time for a spiral around grief and identity.
It’s a darker purple. Almost like comic book highlights on black hair. I like how iridescent is appears.
Definitely got a lot of dye around my mouth here too.