This is more a cry for help (psychologic help I mean) than a proper thread.

I'd like to shout my hate of forests at the community. While I'm a regular tree hugger and I generally refuse to do harm to those magnificent barky beings, there are times when I could do much harm to them, saddisticaly. Which times do you ask ? Usually when I've just spend 5 hours drawing a damned canopy and the only thing I can think of is "I'm halfway thru !".

So I started this thread so that frustrated and enraged people like me, ready to look at a forest fire, roaring a mad laughter (at the moment only, I'm usually all cotton candy ... organic of course) can share their pain.

I'm gonna jump back into this jungle of suffering, see ya folks.

“It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.”