Seriously. He looks like a strange amalgam of Richard Nixon, John F. Kennedy, and Alfred Hitchcock. That sounds like prime presidential material to me. And look at those eyes! In fact, I challenge you not to look at those eyes. He’s got Reagan’s eyes. And hair. Not, like, alive Reagan, either, but scary zombie Reagan. But the really amazing part is the way his forehead follows you around the room.
My, reaganixonnedy zombie, what big, blue hair you have.
The poor man seems to be melting. Oh my beautiful wickedness, what a world, what a world…
Watercolor tends to go that way at the best of times, particularly when you’re generously applying it with a squirt bottle. Note the intricacies of coloration. It’s hard to precisely duplicate the brown smudges on an epiphoriphic poodle, but what nature can create with a minor eye infection, we may duplicate with art.
It’s vitally important to justify your upcoming matriculation into art school with deep, deep titles.
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