Looking back I wish I had the drawn the demonâ€™s chest-mouth open and salivating maybeâ€“Iâ€™ll just have to play with that idea in my sketchbook instead. The second portrait keeps calling to mind some junk Creed song with modified lyrics: With
arms eyes wide open–uhg. It was amusing the first time and increasingly painful each instance thereafter (I hate that song).
Portraits: 29 & 30 of 61
See full post here: everyone must breathe until their dying breath2017-07-31.