Hesitated a little in posting this because, well, this was a slightly more personal illustration again. I just sat down, and wrote down... something. I don't even know what to call it. Then i added the imagery that was in my head.
I drink a lot of coffee, and some weird crap spills outta my brain when i let it loose. So anyway - if you cant be bothered looking at the full version (shame on you) the text says
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Stare into the depths of a cup of coffee, revel in the smell of a life drowned in addiction.
Know when where and why the mark of a pencil lives, breathing security into the future life of a face captured in a moment of tranquility, burn the paper and savor the memory
What is the cost of a world bound in the chains of creativity? Lose yourself in the ink spilled across a map of textured ideas and open your mind to the product of 80 years to come
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Photoshop, about 5 hours or so.
Crits welcome, hope you enjoy!