Third Day #inktober 2015: MABS

MABS? Yes, you read correctly. Actually, that’s the initial of another high-school friend. Like Noeg in my previous post, he donated one of his prized collection of gemstones for auction. As before, the money was sent directly to help our hospitalized friend.


And this is what he looks like; or at least, what I think he looks like:



Some of our friends didn’t really think it looks like MABS at all. However, MABS does and he said he love it because I made him look so cheerful.


He likes it. I think that’s all that matters in this case.









~ by edwinlives4ever on October 3, 2015.

2 Responses to “Third Day #inktober 2015: MABS”

  1. Keliatan parlente walau sudah berumur #gagal fokus XD

  2. You are right. Nice drawing 🙂

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