Here it is, the letter K. He’s just dumb. I just look at his dumb face and picture him making a stupid dumb groaning noise. Like, whinny but deep. Maybe something like Louie Anderson. He’s dumb. His sharp, dainty legs. His boiled body. His stupid wings. Dancing to Swan Lake. Just dumb
I drew him spitting fire initially, but then I decided that was dumb too. Dumb.
But I kinda like it. I like the color pallet. I’m trying new things, guys. He wears his heart on his sleeve and he never learns his lesson. That’s “K” for you, K?
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