Working on Dredd Page 9…

And my mojo has finally returned. At least for now. I’m not conciously aware of it, but when I look at the page there’s a sureness to the pencil line — rightly or wrongly, those lines went done exactly where I wanted them to go — there’s none of the usual vagueness which involves me carving a drawing out of the blank page. It could still be pants, but it’s a bloody relief that it’s starting to come.