Stillness

While browsing magazines for an art project, I came upon this one picture. It was a photograph taken thirty or so years ago, of a performance of a Shakespeare play. It's of this young woman, looking very normal and Shakespearean-y, and then next to her there is this beautiful, ethereal covered in what looks like snow-white paint and sparkles, and these thin spines coming off of his shoulders, back, and from his head as hair. And I have been obsessed with it ever since.

And so I started drawing him and decided that it's better off if I draw him without his spines (but still with his antennae, of course) . I also painted him for part of an art contest, but that's off somewhere in the middle of wonderland.