During my second semester, my stepdad's dog died. Rocky W (the W is for Walker, to differentiate from my Mom's dog who is also named Rocky) was 11, which is pretty old for a shar pei. He was a great old fart, a little grumpy at times, but we all miss him a lot. I decided to do a quick piece in remembrance of Rocky for my family to have back home.
Done from a photograph.
Ink and watered down acrylic on charcoal paper.
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