This is the beginning of a work on the three dimensional aspect of the human face. Emory, here has only one face, although his angles are off a little, I'll tweak him until I get him right.
But Emory is scowling, I think he's sick of the insects of the world, people who crawl up into other people's lives, insinuating themselves where they don't belong, either because they lack the skills or the drive or simply weren't invited. The people who steal and stalk and destroy that which refuses to allow them to suffocate the very talents they leech off of, and when they can no longer leech, for fear of exposure, try to destroy. That is what Emory is scowling about, and Emory will become, once tweeked, my 2nd original, no foundational face (the first is the man's face with lines on the paper). Should be tomorrow when Emory will show his one and only face to the world.
Too bad most other people have so many, they are impossible to draw. OH! YEAH, KO or OK! WHICHEVER one FITS!
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