I could just stare at this forever.
look at how his fingers flick out a little right before he drops his arms, and look at how his head isn’t just bouncing but also nodding in different directions. it’s like his neck is so loose and everything is light and airy. and then there’s his bushy tail. oh yeah and the feather on his hat is waving around and having the time of its life. he also kicks out his legs just a little bit more energetically than necessary, which makes the whole sequence so fun.
I love you, Milt Kahl.
Like most children his age, Arthur sometimes fantasized about life as a Hindu deity.
maybe i’d take better notes and then actually bother reading my old notes if i had better handwriting