This pic I had spent most of my day on. I spent last night drawing the line-art to just Juanra. The background, and colouring was entirely done in PS7 (Photoshop 7 (2002)). I am not exactly certain as to why I drew this, other than I haven't done this type of image before, and thought it was about time I tried it. The pic is supposed to take place in a rainy jungle, everything around Juanra has cover from the heavy rains, but him. He's also crying for unknown reasons, but I could fit this into my story for all of this. I wanna say about this, pic, but I can't get a lot to say... This is one those pics I look at and it emotionally moves me.
Upon this dreary night, where the lightning flashes light, upon his backside, his effortless fight, to push emotion aside, is too much to smite, for his tender inside, for his soul's flight, is too less lite, from it's fragile side, upon this dreary night.
In memory to Timitu's best-friend and grandmother...
