I haven't colored anything digitally since March. Don't laff!

Remember this? That wasn't something I just said, although I must admit the project's been collecting a lot of dust lately. I hope to pick it up again this summer.

Enamuel Kejf here is one of the main protagonists. He's good at forgetting his duties, loitering, sleeping (a narcoleptic) and groaning over headaches. A sloth in brand-name clothing. He is unfairly judged a spoiled, lazy, absent-minded goof by most people as no one can possibly witness the dangerous struggles of his everyday life, being haunted and chased by the creatures of his dream world. What aspects of life counts the most in a society where everyone else tries their best to escape reality anyway?


I had a very clear picture in my head of what this man would look like from the start, which made him awfully hard to get down on paper. I think I have him nailed, finally. Might change the name though. "Kejf" was really just a placeholder while I wrote the script. Anyone who's spent time with me long enough to witness my withdrawal symptoms knows that "kejf" (sounding like "cafe" rather than "keef") is Spocha-speak for Coffee.

The first name is intentionally misspelled. There is a reason why.


His ears amuse me to no end. I seem to draw them bigger and higher up each time.