Twelfth Day #inktober 2015: At A Funeral

I hate funerals. Ever since I was a kid, for some unknown reasons, every time I attended a funeral I always got weakened and sometimes a fever followed. And it always gave me a bad mood for more than 24 hours afterward.

 

However, last Saturday I had no choice but to attend it, because it was the funeral of the mother of an old friend. Gotta pay my last respect to her.

 

Anyway, I brought my sketchbook as usual, and I had the chance to make rough outlines of some friends who attended the funeral. Today I finished the sketches, and these are some of them:

 

Cik Gu

Ustadz

Well, considering they kept moving when I made the outlines, I think some little inaccuracies are acceptable. ­čśë

 

 

Inktober

 

 

Stamp

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~ by edwinlives4ever on October 12, 2015.

One Response to “Twelfth Day #inktober 2015: At A Funeral”

  1. The expressions in their eyes says everything.

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