Well, I did say I always wanted to be an artist. I guess you get what you ask for.

At least I'm not as inept as I used to be. All said and done I give my art a good 6/10, deductions for being ugly and for dropping out of art school. But it gets the job done, and it makes me happy.

I'm Rigby. Do I consider myself a nice person? No, not really. I'm a big mouth and a bad temper. I hate the internet, I hate ads, I hate infinite scroll, and I hate MMOs because they remind me that other people exist while I'm trying to dissociate. I've made ludicrous efforts to learn to draw with the computer, adapt to being online, maintain a presence in an attention-demandant world, and feel that despite these efforts I've been more or less a flop. Which isn't new. I'm a flop at just about everything even if I'm good at it.

But I keep trying anyway. And I'm trying again now. Eventually you'll be able to read Street Legal here, my first self-published graphic novel. The sum total of INDEBT available online already is all there is going to be for now, but eventually I will migrate that here as well. And there will be sketches and concept and other unfinished business. The CARS and CLOTHES tabs will be under construction for quite a while, so don't worry about those right now.

I haven't made a lot of art in almost two years, and I won't pretend it had nothing to do with a depressive malaise that has dominated my life and worldview. About three months ago I felt that familiar stir though, and plotted my escape from the real world to return to being a broke recluse that makes art about aliens and murder and queers like me.

So thanks for stopping by.