In hindsight, Meg and Cas’s “Movie Nights” in the psych ward were a terrible, terrible idea.
I wanted to focus on color instead of portraiture. From reference, obviously. Two, three hours?
I got excited and posted the still instead of the animated version on the blog.
Reckon that’s about all the charcoal the hospital had.
do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup