My computer is pretty much busted, and was in shop for a bit. I got it back the other day and could not wait to break out the wacom. I raced home from work to use it, but this was the best I could do. Oh well.
I don't know what it is about faces. I love drawing them so much that I often ignore the body. Must emphasize full body gestures in my sketchbook!
The grass is always greener, even on the other side of time. This young man looks into the mirror and sees just that. In the process he inflicts on himself the greatest tragedy a young man will ever remember.