Well here we are. 2014. How did this happen?
Egg 4 remains a torpid, uncooperative caterpillar refusing to leave its cocoon. Someday, after much negotiation, it will of course emerge a shivering, shiny butterfly.
But the show must go on. In the meantime, I give you Art.
Back home for the holidays, I discovered a trove of my childhood drawings (I use the word "trove," though I hesitate to use the word "treasure." And yet....can you have a trove of anything but treasure? Judge for yourself, I guess).
It's odd to discover art drawn by your childhood self because there's no memory of making it. It might as well have been created by someone else. And there's something almost thrilling about drawings that are less about "correctness" and more about "awesomeness!"
This felt like a good place to start, because A) this drawing is awesome, and B) because Egg owes a lot of its essence to that wide-eyed child's brain absorbing Space Giants, Ultraman, and other old Japanese monster shows.
I'll try to put up a new kid drawing every week, until there are more Egg updates.