
I had a nice ink drawing of an anatomical heart that I messed up. Then I decided to cover it up with a tonne of solid gouache. It didn't look good, so I wiped it off with a wet sponge.
I took a weekend break from my maddening moly and saw the most beautiful movie,
The Fall. If any of you haven't seen it, you should— I cannot recommend it highly enough.
Anyhow, I remembered something from my childhood that I wanted to draw, and now my warped and wrinkly moly has a purpose. This is the first "layer", if you will. I thought I'd share the process of this entry that began so frustratingly. Hopefully it'll all work out in the end.