I don’t know what it is about heads and faces, but I always doodle them. Some of these are from observation or reference and others are just from my dementia. By dementia I mean my organ that does the thinking or no thinking at all… just pure instinct. Like a jungle cat I always play with my food, unless I’m starving then I just spit on it and hand it to a bum. See what I mean? These words, they just keep coming out!?!?! Its probably the voices of all these people…
Other Things I do!