All I am drawing right now are saints singing along to top forty.
Another word about my student, Asher Craw: anyone who knows me could easily assume a drawing like this would arise only from my own promiscuous imagination, but it’s Asher’s alone, and I’m pretty sure he’s been like this since well before he knew me. Which goes to show, it’s good that we met each other, though I probably have less to teach him than he thinks.