So, technically, this is getting into the Summer of 1997. I worked in my sketchbook all summer, filling it, which was unusual for me (finishing a sketchbook).
Interesting tidbit about the figure on the right on the above sketchbook page. I wanted to make a rubber stamp of her. I made a copy and took it to several stamp places in Memphis, all of which told me they couldn't do it. It was only when the cashier girl brought it back and said, "He says he can't do something like this," that I realized it wasn't a technical problem but a freaking morality problem that they couldn't bear to work on a NEKKID WOH-MAN OMG! I never did get a stamp made of her.