Okay, so. Pretty much I'm done with finals, and today we successfully moved my grandmother into her new living space. So to celebrate, I finished up this weird as all get-out picture I had sitting in my WIP folder.

It's, um, hard to explain, but basically a few months ago I was being all pretentious and metaphorical and allegorical and decided to draw these weird super-symbolical pictures of the Silver Beat lads. And then I colored this one.

So. Saul--the Prince, the Buck, the Fool.

Obviously this is not a fair representation of what he wears on a regular basis.

The symbolic stuff becomes irredeemably stupid if I try to explain it. Honestly, the whole piece is somewhat irredeemably stupid, but it has a certain je ne sais quois that compelled me to finish it up. Might try to finish the others, as well. They are equally ridiculous.

The quote scribbled on the image is from a passage I wrote a while ago for inclusion in a later story.

Oh, and I think the hand-holding-heart imagery was inspired by a piece by ~otherwise

p.s. now months later I hate his calves augh why did I make them so stick-like. This is what happens when you put off coloring an image.