flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
I told some friends I would do this AGES ago, but I was wrapped up in Tarot cards at the time and it’s taken me this long to circle back to it. Remember when I went to see Eliza Rickman sing at a comic book store, and then I drew her, because I am terrible at sitting still and she is picturesque as fuck? I was supposed to do paper dolls of her and now I finally am. . . except for the part where I forgot to draw tabs on this outfit. Good job, me! Congratuwelldone!
There will be various instruments for her to hold (thus the slightly odd hand position). More outfits tomorrow!