In stages…

In the end he became a poster boy for a fictional Manicure/Pedicure place. I WAS going to actually WRITE on the pad, on the work directly…but anyone who knows me well enough, probably knows I suck even HARDER at actually writing a sentence without a spelling mistake or dislexic like brain fuck up than I do at this “art” lark…so I imputed the text digitally. And…it went a bit silly in the end. Lol. But hey! It’s been a fun afternoon/evening. Lol

In the end, I couldn’t even do doll hands! Lol. What I had in my head for the hand & subsuquent foot was VERY different. Happy accidents! That’s how I’ll defend it.