You can’t, man. :(
I mean, even with stuff you do leave behind (see above), how long does it have to last to be a lasting trace? A generation? 300 years? And how will you personally get to enjoy the lasting?
One of my dear friends, my brother’s girlfriend, the most magical and lovely person, passed away three months ago and I’m still trying to process it.
Here’s a letter to Roxy.
So excited I can finally talk about this amazing project I’ve been putting together over the last few years. Can’t talk about it right now though — we’ve got twelve episodes to write! See you in six months!
Me too! I’m now firmly planted in Los Angeles and working as a production designer on Bojack Horseman. Twelve episodes will be airing later this year on Netflix. STAY TUNED.
I graduated from UCLA with an art degree in 2006 and then I:
- worked on a webcomic with my friend Raphael
- did odd jobs I found on Craigslist
- got a puppy
- drove to Vermont with my new puppy and crashed at a friend’s place for a few months while I figured out what to do
- drove back to LA and got a job as a secretary/warehouse worker. For two years I did this job during the day and made art/comics most evenings. This seems really idyllic to me in retrospect, but at the time it was probably lonely and hard!