Hunger, Feed.
It took two weeks, but it felt like only a week, I've been painting for over 5 hours every night, starting at 10pm and usually wrapping up around 3 or 4am, with 2am the normal quitting time. I found myself saying to myself "another hour will not hurt."
So yeah, I like this one, I like the idea of it too. In a pervy way, I fantasize about her licking and kissing my stomach as I lean against her back, and it's got that danger of being ripped apart and having one's intestines slurped up like spaghetti by a giant mouth.
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| Oil paint on canvas. 300 x 400 mm, (12 x 16 in) |
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