After the Flood (Patreon)

After the flood, Crowley drifts for a while.

I had this sketched over a year ago, maybe two. Sometimes I’ll start a thing knowing I don’t have the chops to paint it, and it’ll languish in my WIPs until I feel more confident. The times are just bleak enough to warrant some sad catharsis.

I’m proud of this. I’m always intimidated by painting water.