One thing I remember about my mother and art was that she sometimes would draw us children while we slept. This portrait is a bit out of order timeline-wise, but since I don't think I have posted it before, here it is. I did this way back in college, probably around '87, when a fellow student (I think his name is Scott Rash) was visiting and I encountered him in our living room catching some shut-eye. He had a mohawk at the time, but it was down. I am perhaps a bit sheepish about posting this as the mushrooms were an afterthought and had little to do with the sketch.
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