When the last grain of sand falls, and the pleading hands of eternal rest caress your cheeks, look up to the stars and fall softly into the night. Let the fibers of your being unravel into the sky and be woven a-new.
Started sketching in zbrush on a Friday night with nothing in mind, it turned into something feathery so I thought to continue it with phoenix and rebirth in mind. Then I painted. Neato. Didn’t do this on stream though so no process vids this time!
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