I was very much in transit when I drew the pages in this story. I had just moved to Oregon and was immediately off to Seattle for a show. At the time I did my inks over a separate page of pencils, and a few of these pages were drawn over a lightbox stacked precariously on top of a suitcase. I don’t exactly miss living this way, but it was an exciting time where my art felt the most portable, like something I could carry and show off anywhere I went. The world was my internet.