Nothing like giving yourself only two hours to completely finish a self-portrait. I am happy to say it vaguely resembles me. My eyes are crooked, but I think that means I need to stop tilting the paper when I draw (I'm left-handed. All of my papers show that..... and the side of my hand), I don't care.
And I also have to share this fellow. I have him down to family (Trigolo-something-idae). And then I accidentally broke his head off. Oops.
That's all for now, I've put off calling a guy about an apartment for too long now.
Breebird out.
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