I was in an unusually terrible mood last draw night. Arriving, I didn't plan to draw anything, but I managed to get out some unfocused doodles, some of which reflected my mood. First up was some stuff I did on a scrap piece of paper with Derek's pen. Angry brows, gritting teeth, storm clouds, and dark eyes. That was a good reflection of all the irkness inside-a-me.
The next one may look worse than I meant it. Rachel drew a guy sitting down and I wanted him to be sitting on someone, so I doodled in the guy beneath him, but someone else at the table reasonably asked whether the guy on top or bottom was the aggressor. I leave it for you to decide.
Another loosey-goosey drawing. I rather liked this one.
And a final loose one before I left early. I think I bummed some people out taking off so early; my apologies.