The Mind Drifts Toward Beauty II

Well, Zach and Brian and Jay are on the road, headed to the Rocky Mountains and beyond, badgered and catechized by the western Sun, chasing the dreams of our fathers, and smelling each others’ farts.

I remain at home.

I went to the sweltering hell-office yesterday and took a photo of this ultra-realistic drawing I made last week. Charcoal on butcher paper:

I'm not sure what this guy's name is. Maybe it's "Xorne" or "Dridge".