It’s never not awkward to ask someone “are you a human, or are you just wearing one?”
I often forget why I decided to start learning to draw in the first place. As time passes I move away from the path of my original inspiration. I feel frustrated, useless and sad.
And then sometimes it hits me again. It fills me with determination, as if it were the first time.
I know why I do it. I do it to celebrate the best of humanity.
So here is Philadelphia's Vent Man.