The layout for this came in a daydream driving home from work one afternoon. I’m calling it “Float” because I imagine all the bodies weightlessly moving as if they were underwater. They’re all supposed to be the same woman mind you. There’s no strong meaning behind it. It’s honestly up to the viewer to make their own conclusions, if any.
Pizza dude’s got 30 seconds…more like 30 years, Mikey. That’s how old the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles film is this week. Feels like yesterday when I’d pop in the VHS, hear that Pizza Hut little league commercial, and know I was about to have a blast. I still quote the movie almost daily. It’s simply ingrained in me.
But, most importantly, its shown me this is what “gettin’ old” feels like. As time passes, I’m feeling less like a Turtle Teen and more like Master Splinter. In another 30 years I’ll be in my 60s. Slow down, life. Maybe Mikey was on to something. 30 years did indeed feel like 30 seconds. Either way I hope I get my pizza on time.