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I HAVE WANTED TO DRAW THIS PAGE, THIS SCENE, SINCE… probably 2015, maybe 2016.
Whenever I’d need a rage I’d go to the outside container in the isolated loading bay where we kept the packing/equipment, with my box cutter in hand and screams blasting in my head, to just let loose on the poor unsuspecting boxes just minding their own business.
That and everything got tidied up too!
But Damian was my go to doodle guy during boring/frustrating work situations so often there’d be screaming Damians on bits of paper bag left around when I was on my own.
