And Now The Angels Wanna Wear My Red Shoes...

Spent the morning listening to old-school Elvis Costello and finishing up the reds in young Eli's uniform. You can see it in the football, red piping on his pants, and his socks. Now, all that's left is putting the greytones in his wristband and pants, a touch up here or there around the canvas, and... Holy Mother of Crap! This thing will finally be done. Then, I'll be immediately moving onto either a Brandon Jacobs or Osi Umenyiora colored pencil drawing. Call John Connor up, because I'm like a fucking machine right now!

Enjoy the high quality pic above taken with something other than my BlackBerry.

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