Meating.

Digital painting really isn't my thing. And by that I mean, I've sucked at it since, oh, say, seventh grade. The illustration I'm working on (and have technically been "working on" since, like, November) is proving to be quite a challenge for both me and my measly 2GB of RAM. Smudging is a time commitment akin to marriage.

Here's a work in progress. It's so small because I'm embarrassed and suck and hope to drastically improve things before I'm finished.



Also, I lose my temper when a single motorist is almost the direct cause of my death three unique times in as many seconds.