Wednesday 5 November 2014

Soul suckin' sun of a gun

Key frame for my concept art class. I can't remember what the premise assigned to me was, other than this happened and that it was overly action packed, and overly boring (I know that's an odd combination, but trust me here.) At some point the monster was described as rolling in a heap of decadence and extacy as it sucked the life out of some dude (those are my words, not the scripts) and I figured if you want to do something with true decadence, you need to do it with your pinky extended.

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