I do not feel satisfaction, but in my head there are thoughts for something bigger, brighter and more worthy, and the first work with Lucio gave me another new, useful experience, despite the fact that I feel absolutely wrong.
The first thoughts for a new work were completely different, it should be about the passion and pleasures of life, and the count would be in luxury and brightness, but something has completely changed - and now I just see a broken, empty human in his last minutes. It is dark and gloomy here, only an empty, numb state remains, and nothing else.
I wanted to play - with the shades, their strength and power in the picture, with a few new techniques and lighting, and I hope that this time spent will give me strength for something else that can really be special for us. I want to draw Lucio again and again, until I find what he should look like from my hand, but now I am not satisfied and want so, so much more.