I'll start off with this pencil sketch. It's been sitting in my sketchbook and I'll work on it from time to time... This is the height of all good emotions and also the point of the lowest that someone can take the stone spiral staircase down without a torch. Either way, each emotion bursts into an immense, over dramatic mess. Speaking of torches, I'm inspired from recently reading that the Romans in antiquity had an emphasis on light (as many cultures did) and that a upright torch represented life, and inversely an upside-down torch represented death. I was also inspired by the story of the man that had a tiny tree growing in his lungs, resulting in a ... lovely... photo- a fir bit lodged in pink flesh. mmm. It's not about gore, but exposure.
I may digital paint over this sketch once I'm done.
Welp that's it for now :)
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