Does anyone else have days where you really, really just want to watch non-descript B-grade late-eighties movies set mostly in Miami? ... Or it might just be time to get off the farm, and back out in the normal world.
I'm not sure.
But I have been having a weird time with drawing lately, feeling a bit like I'm hurtling off in two different directions... the real, raw, instinctive stuff vs the concentrated, disciplined, planned stuff. But here's some raw stuff, which is definitely helping me stock up some ideas and techniques, and tomorrow I'll be back with some disciplined stuff...
And yes, you're right, that is a bird with no head but lots of eyes shooting lasers out of the eyes in its wing-pits. Because I have an interesting job, and it's Friday.