I was still dragging my feet intensely because of my brother being in the hospital. I was like, creatively and emotionally wounded, and every time I opened up Photoshop on this thing, I had blank paper syndrome like crazy.
I was hired on the 3rd of December to knock out this flier as soon as possible. It wasn't until the 20th that I got half of the inkwork done, hung up on Baby Matt's anatomy. Distracted myself a day later by working on band fonts, and got hung up again...and again...and again... stopping to eat, coming back, had nothin'. Went out for the weekend, came back... NOTHIN'. It was hell.
Then we got word that my brother was doing better he had a projected date to get out...and I completed the ink-work. Took a break for Christmas, even though I wanted to get this done as a "Hey, sorry for being late, Merry Christmas!" present, but y'know...best laid plans went to waste. I vegged out. It was only until 15 minutes before I submitted this here that it finally got completed.
I say it again and again...I GOTTA work on speed. And at the same time, I was distracted left and right. I completed more in these recent, completely focused past five hours than I have in the entire month that I've been getting ready to do this thing.
This commission SHOULD'VE been completed, begun and then completed, in ONE DAY. Lunch and dinner breaks, pop a five hour, turn on some jams that you're not gonna fuck with, and then just boom boom boom, knock it out... instead, it almost took me a damn month... and man, that ain't acceptable. That is from a professional standpoint, UNACCEPTABLE.
...So I got a New Years Resolution. And I have no shortage of projects to test my deadline managing skills on.
Wish me luck folks, because I feel like I've been belly-aching about this for years.