As the days descend into darkness I've been thinking more than usual about fear and what frightens us. Most kids are to some degree afraid of the dark. It's where the inhabitants of their imagination reside under cover, waiting to pounce. Is that a shadow on my wall or is it a tentacle? What's that sound? Oh my god, there's really, really something under my bed!
As I've grown into the world I've realized that it's often the light of day that has the greatest potential for fear, danger, and downfall. A skim through the daily paper is basically a horror story being told in serial form. I'd much prefer to go back to being afraid of the dark.
I did this piece as an equipment check. I got a Wacom Companion a few weeks ago and this was the first thing I did with it out of the box. Just me and a mirror. I need to lighten up on the hard stare if I'm going to want anybody to sit for a portrait.