The finished idea. I started painting around 6 PM Sunday evening and somewhere along the way noticed that the sun was rising on a new Monday. I left work at 9 AM and slept til around 3 PM when I heard the cat throwing up. 15 hours in one stretch. Working, not the cat throwing up.
I stopped for once or twice to drink some Texas Pete (my secret weapon) and kept going.
* * *done. i think. * * *
emissary of the Hero * * *
I think he looks more surprised. And more dead.
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oh silly goliath... * * *
The philistines were clean shaven? Oh well. Expect updates all night.