Just so you don't go thinking I'm slacking off in the high-intensity visuals, what with the recent spate of sketchy stuff. So here's one that I distinctly remember thinking to myself while in the middle of sketching out the situation: "Why do you insist on doing this to yourself?"
I based the composition on an amalgamation of aerial imagery taken of our little Interior metropolis, and endless pics of tourist ships, leavened with the usual
hallucinatory imaginatory scene. As often happens this was concocted + executed during the linear perceptive potion of another semester, and so served as an excellent example. It literally illustrates the power of suggestion, as opposed to adhering to any basis in fact or reality.
What else can I possibly say besides that it's a way of life.