I’m really loving charcoal sticks! can you tell? They are deliciously messy and sloppy, but allow me to express so much more atmosphere. The figure comes alive on the page. He is no longer just a portrait of some creepy Victorian gent. He has become the tragic protagonist of an Edgar Allen Poe novel. Seemingly living in a constant state of terror. I can imagine the foreboding organ music playing whenever he enters a room, inviting him to make this dramatic face of fear.
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