It’s funny how I can sit at the blank paper thinking I have no ideas and nothing to draw, and once I start making lines something like this sometimes emerges.
Sometimes it ends up not resolving into an actual story but stays in the realm of lines, shapes and colors. That’s just a different kinds of journey.
I saw an article about seaslugs that can regenerate their entire body from just the head. Which reminded me that nothing I can imagine is any weirder or more improbable than something that actually exists.