for one hour in the middle of the night, two nights ago, everyone i loved from greensboro was in my kitchen. it was like a bizarre dream, but real. suddenly they were gone and i was sitting alone in my kitchen at 6am surrounded by empty coffee cups, and i started to cry.
This was originally a crazy commission I did awhile back for a fellow Berserk fan. I love the intensity of the story that was carried through the beautiful line work of Kentaro Miura’s art. I also studied art by Gustave Dore for further inspiration on old school pen techniques.
The whole middle composition is done by a rapidograph pen..( aka..took forever).
I hope I did it justice. You can NOT do a Berserk tribute and go half assed.