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in 2010 when I started working on Doomsday, like in the brand new sketching out thoughts phase, I worked in a now-closed boutique shoe store in Park Slope. weekdays would be slow and I had a little sketchbook that I’d bring with me to doodle in when I was standing at the empty counter. I have no idea what happened to it– I’ve moved a million times since then– but I can tell you with certainty that the pose from this last panel was in those pages, and that I drew it at work. in my customer service job. as you do.
anyway happy 15th birthday to dr blackwell crushing cyril’s glasses into his eye. it has been their shared destiny from the start