Not so much a sketch but two solid days of careful inking (I'm slow and not that great) for a page at The Gutters. You can see the original there, where the colorist made me happy by tinting the guy in the left to look like Harry Osborn, which only really came to me after I drew him wearing preppie clothes.
Man, that is one droopy automobile, isn't it? I'll never be a real artist.
But that's not the saddest fact of my existence, which is that I have Osborn hair.
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