Hold on to your Humanity
Yet again, I do not know the story. The picture tells it, but I can not read what it says even though I am the creator. My conscious mind and my hands do not communicate well every so often when I paint: This was supposed to be a skin colouring practise. I guess I like painting Sherlock with a bit of horrific and glorious angst: It does go well with Warzone and What if.
(If it’s any consolation - if that harm were caused by a fight, someone probably cut themselves quite badly on his cheekbones.)