I don't claim to be a good artist, just a simple one. But because i am rusty as hell in terms of creativity. Often I'll borrow the posture of images, photos, or other pics. I dare not copy a picture and claim it as mine. But so inspired by such images i cannot help but sculpt my art to that fashion. I don't do the original work justice, ever. Though i suppose that is a good thing. In such a case, i seen glare so right, so cold, so in tune with the anger i was feeling that i had to recreate it.
No success, yet i still like what i did. I am angry, unhappy as it were. I'm not here to whine about my petty problems though, just to define that art is representation, it is a means of putting emotion into song, words, picture, or paint. Whatever form you choose, it came from somewhere within you. Which is what I've done here.
The motion of "what do you want?" to give that reaction in which you -Are- agitated and annoyed. looking at the thing of displeasure with such a cold spiteful glare.
i digress. i drew this for me and me alone, if you like it? awesome. if not, well, I'll not go there.