Christ. Look at this thing. It looks like I traveled back in time, became an obsessive Pink Floyd fan, and then took it upon myself to craft them an album cover. Truly abominable. See if you can find the Guernica-inspired horse that had to be terminated in the graphite stage.
It's funny, because while technique-wise I went from "angry second grader" to "chilled out fourth grader", this painting is obviously less interesting than its predecessor. Also funny is that if left is male and right is female (arbitrary assignments I just made), the hand I painted is androgynous. I already have three new ideas, though, so expect more anti-art soon.
