This week, during my downtime, I’ve been coloring some panels from Garage Raja, just to see what they’d look like in color. Also for practice as you may know.

A bit tired tonight after playing something that could be traced to tennis through basic rules and jumps of logic. Not really a game, and not really what I’d call a practice session. Just three guys hitting tennis balls in a semi-orderly fashion, returning (or trying to return) what’s served to them. All the while staring at a monster of an approaching thunder-storm. I’ve not seen lightning like that in some time, honestly made me wish I had a kick-ass camera available to grab some of those moments. There was this one strike that seemed to fill my entire area of vision it was strange and a bit mystical despite its brevity.

Even with our abilities to rationally explain the phenomenon, it’s still terrifying and I can’t help but fall back on my more primal feelings: Awe, stupor, terror. Thousands of years of development, meditation, and research and the caveman still lives in us all.