No truly, they can be the most passively aggressive creatures. Always striking out at you when you least suspect it, always there in the way when you need them the least, and always resolute in their belief of letting you do all the work. And you can never trust those automated doors. Who knows when they're gonna close in on you (I find it wise to keep one eye on those tricksters at all times. A brisk pace is also advised).
Anyway before things start to go a bit strange, I would prefer it if I could claim that this period of inactivity was the result of an increase in activity in other areas of my life, but that would, unfortunately, only be a lie. I can show, thankfully, proof that I didn't completely waste my time over the past few weeks. Proof that sadly enough presents itself in the form of an unfinished illustration that, while detailed, isn't exactly a great example of illustrative excellence.
It is a somewhat decent attempt at a kind of illustration that I have wanted to produce for a while, but like many first attempts it didn't quite reach what I wanted it to (see, I can be positive... Sort of. I could have been much more depressive than that). And if you're in anyway curious about the subject matter, it's supposed to be based on Neil Gaiman's 'Neverwhere' novel, which is one of my favourite books to read (a list that probably exists in some multiple of ten). If you haven't read it than you should, and if you don't happen to read books in general then, again, you should (I'm kidding, you don't have to if you don't want to, but still... You should).
And because quoting a novel takes much less effort than writing my own small piece of text:
"It was loud, and brash, and insane, and it was, in many ways, quite wonderful.
People argued, haggled, shouted, sang. They hawked and touted their wares,
and loudly declaimed the superiority of their merchandise...
Everybody was buying. Everybody was selling." (Neverwhere, 1996)