Haha drawing this comic made me very nostalgic for those sunny days in the garden and looking around for snails. I sometimes made them little houses from leaves and flowers.

That embarrassing experience when you THINK you're home alone so you're dancing to music/singing/talking to yourself but then.. weeeee. No one ever spoke of this again.

(1/2) That feel when you're trying to act cool for someone else's sake but then break down as soon as they're out of sight. In 2016 Mike and me moved to Canada to pursue careers in animation and saying goodbye to my Mama was especially hard.

(2/2)

I forget that I can post my non-Beanie-comic art on here too.. haha. Here's some existential style tests. Ever just scream at the ocean?