RIP Robin Williams

I've never felt like this while painting before, like a super weird combination of sad and happy. I pictured Robin Williams standing next to me during the entire hour this took me to paint. He was wearing a red beret and a black turtleneck, using a french accent like he was my painting instructor. Scolding me for making his nose too big or his beard look like pubic hair. It was like I finally got to meet him in person.