It's hardly been a week since Danny Fenton changed from an unassuming guy everyone saw as weird to a musclebound jock, transforming into the school's new top dog almost overnight. Getting Casper High's attention and dethroning Dash Baxter was easy; it was adjusting to his new size, and the many new capabilities it offered, that was going less smoothly. At least he's got his friends -- including a few new ones -- to help him get the hang of it.
I've had a rocky few weeks, in which some things happened that put whether I'd be able to do art again the way I have into question. At the very least, I've been reassured, as much as some other things will eventually have to get worked out. There's a real shift in perspective on this one, which was refreshing; I've never actually drawn Danny as anything but a smooth-operator alpha jock, so this snapshot, perhaps much earlier in that journey, is some underexplored conceptual territory.
