This morning, like any other morning, I started the day by picking the person I intended to draw. Strangely enough, it was going to be a different person, but while perusing the Google Images results for that person, a photo of conservative loudmouth Andrew Breitbart somehow popped up. “Hey, that guy’s been in the news quite a bit recently,” I thought, “I think I’ll draw him today instead.” So, I immediately picked up my pen and got to work.
After twenty minutes or so, I took a break from drawing to have some breakfast. During this time, I went to read my Twitter feed. That’s when I learned Breitbart had died just hours earlier, and I immediately felt my blood run cold. I mean, seriously, what are the odds? For a moment, I wasn’t sure what to do; should I stop and start a new drawing of a different person? If I hadn’t already started the drawing, I probably would have gone with someone else. But finally I decided I’d treat it just like any of my other drawings. Not to speak ill of the dead, but let’s be honest, the guy was an asshole, and I’m not going to pretend to hold his memory sacred by holding back or changing anything about what I would have done were he still alive.
So there you go. Just to clarify, there was nothing planned about the timing of this particular drawing. It’s just a really creepy coincidence. But in drawing a different person every single day, I guess something like this was bound to happen eventually. Still, WTF?