Hart - pg90

I can't overstate how awed I am by your penwork - especially these densely-shaded, densely hatched drawings where the light snatches only fragments of figures out of the mass of darkness. This one is particularly evocative, but I'm not sure of what. The three women kind of make me think of "when shall we three meet again..." from McBeth, there's something occult and furtive about the way they hunch and gather over that eye.