there something in my imagination. it's somewhere between 2001: A Space Odyessy, Two Lane Blacktop and Repo Man. It's all about star hopping bush pilots in the raw surf rock fueled future, racing between the seedy stations of the stars in jalopy spacecraft all in the name of a fast buck.
it won't wash out though, should I take it to a laundry mat or what?
Space Pilot 2
space pilot sketches
I'm delighted with how much I'm learning about the body. every little curve and nook I drew was put there for a reason. Less guessing all the time. that's what learnings all about I guess. Still a million miles to go, but a thousand miles closer is still nothing to scoff at.
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