Finally.

Finally getting this drawing out and onto paper was like pulling a water-logged, mildewey wad of hair out of my very esophagus.

I feel like I can finally breath again.


I will officially be graduating on May 7th.

I can't even begin to explain how much I wish I could tell my dad.

My Father's Last Breath, 2009

22" x 60", charcoal on rives bfk

(There will be a real update soon, but for now, I have an embryology exam to study for.)

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