Last one.  I promise.  Turns out photomanips are way too much fun… The sheer volume I’ve been churning out has honestly got nothing to do with Cumberbatch (or even Spike, for that matter) and everything to do with seeing how far I can push the original photo and still look believable.  I don’t even think the other edits are that convincing, but at roughly 50% of the people reblogging those images are totally fooled, and I sort of kind of got drunk with shoopy power. Unlike the endless drudgery of a digital painting, these went by so farking quick it was like chewing bubble gum.

Sorry for the Cumberbatch spam, especially to all those 2-D Bebop fans who are not riding along on this crazy train.  I’m pretty sure this shooping business is out of my system.  I can’t say the same for the whole #BebopBatch campaign.  I’ll be perfectly honest: I plan to go to town.  Please feel welcome to gnash your teeth and disagree about the whole extravaganza, just don’t get personal or rude about it.  Heck, the more people talking about Cowboy Bebop - for whatever reason - the better!  But if you don’t like that a bunch of excited new folks are coming to your hoedown, you must not like want to share the love.  C’mon…  Relax.  Put a party hat on and knock back a drink.  You don’t have to dance with Cumberbatch to have a good time with all the enthusiastic new people who are climbing aboard the good ship Bebop.

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