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Reaper

October 19, 2007

Reaper
Needed to paint something. Not entirely sure I like this. It’s a little too dark, and a little too limited in the color scheme. Might try to paint the same character again later.

Anyway, this is Reaper, you friendly neighborhood Death personification. I liked the idea of him having gray hair, and eyes the color of pennies, and wearing more gray than black.

Also, he reminds me of this e.e. cummings poem:

dead has a smile like the nicest man you’ve never met
who maybe winks at you in a streetcar and you pretend
you don’t but really you do see and you are My how
glad he winked and hope he’ll do it again

or if it talks about you somewhere behind your back it
makes your neck feel all pleasant and stoopid and if
dead says may i have this one and was never intro-
duced you say Yes because you know you want it to
dance with you and it wants to and it can dance and
Whocares

-e.e. cummings
gee i like to think of dead

Read the rest of the poem here: http://poetry.poetryx.com/poems/10063/

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