So, uh, I'm jealous again.
I know, I'm like Mr. Jealousy when it comes to art. It seems everyone is either more talented, more productive, better suited to a medium, more focused on a particular thread, or, in this case, just plain more dedicated. Just. More. Dedicated.
This is one of Jamie's blogs, St. Ætheldrytha's weaker (?), [clicky]. He's been doing stuff like this for years. I have a couple of his books or zines from days small. The dude's fuckin' intensely locked-in. The dude's a fuckin' genius alright.
Thus, no matter how productive I am, how talented someone perceives me to be, how suited to a a particular medium, or how focused on a particular thread, I'll never be as productive.
Dang. Maybe I should start chasing money.