Wave. Unfinished.

There is some thing satisfying about drawing one wave. Spending a long time in it before sitting back and seeing it, getting lost a little in it’s form and formlessness. This is probably the safest thing I draw. It has no gender, no hero, no bold graphic, or hidden meaning. It’s a wave. Intense and crushing.

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