Okay so i finally finished a painting! I call it, Absentee. This title will likely not make sense. Idc. Wacha gonna do? XD anyway, have a picture:
I usually attach a wierd rant to this stuff, but in stead, you can have a poem:
Jonah is swallowed by a Great Pale Beast,
A bitter pill to swallow. Everything
Stinks, corpses of foul misdeeds, bones jutting
From rotting flesh, to scratch and snag and catch
The lax. Is that blind eyeball watching us?
Is it just a ball of puss? Watch your feet,
Wash your feet, lest you catch infection or
Grow a fungus or a mushroom. Umami
Is the flavour - in the belly it's strong
Enough to choke on. Far off the beast's doors
Yawn open - clang closed. Light slips in, now trapped
Behind the baleen. Wind is the only
Escapee, quick enough to slip between
The long thin teeth of the Great Pale Beast that swallowed Jonah.
The poem isn't strictly speaking directly connected to the painting, but fuck it. Idc. Enjoy! ^^3