It's an ancient image I never finished. My current production line of art has stopped cold turkey and so now I'm digging through relics.

The weapons were the biggest suck here. Suzanne, an older character who will later receive a massive overhaul, but not likely this Spring. I look at work like this and then my other more recent works. It's then I realize just how obscure I've always been; A ghost.

Reflecting on this, I remember a time in kindergarten when I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. Ironically, that reply was "A ghost".