More re-working and cropping/replacing that god-awful signature. I'm pretty sure this piece is representative of the inner turmoil I felt as a three year old on Halloween when I was dressed up as a clown, but I knew I should have been a ballerina.
After
Before.
I still feel like there's something kind of weird about this one. Ah well, I'm sick of looking at it for now.
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