i just saw my dusty yesterday when he came to pick up the minions. i still have so many conflicted feelings about him. love & hate are so intertwined in this relationship.
funny story. when i did the prototypes for moses jones, he noticed that there was no father figure in the story. so, feeling warmly towards him, i created “dusty knickers.” i totally did not plan on his being this exact character…but my subconscious took over once again.
the real dusty is physically present–but emotionally ran away a long long time ago.