classmate has identified a hunger/drive in my recent work (meant positively) and it put dread in me because everything ive made recently feels like i entered a fugue state and it came out finished
If you really think about how many layers of greatness are in the hulk you go a little bit insane, he's the atom bomb, he's the abused child's rage, he's the marketable huggable plush, he's an atavism, he's the greatest hero of them all, he's a disaster trapped inside a man