There is something about different faces.
A woman's face is her work of fiction. Got inspired by one of my friends photo and thought of putting it on paper.
Pencil on Paper.
(HB pencil on a 89mm x 139mm postcard) The strangest things can sometimes trigger lucidity in dreams. Forget the fact that she was naked, or that she was sat next to an invisible man and that there was a monster trying to grope her. The dragon-headed man was smoking in a no smoking area. How fucking dare he?!