Friday 4 May 2018

One Sketch #39) Some bloke called Trump

Ho boy. Right, yesterday, lacking in inspiration and not having a huge amount of sketching time, I said, - I know, I'll make a lightning quick sketch of the first person that I see when I switch the telly on. Guess who? It's not a great sketch, but then he's not a great president - feel free to disagree. Face is too long in this - but it was only a very quick sketch.

I left Fate decide.
It took its course.
And it's coarse.
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