Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones

Well, the last 2 1/2 weeks have been lovely (NOT!), but in the end, I'm rid of this troublesome little bugger.

Headband

I toyed with the idea of drawing this man's left eye to perfectly match the right, but I liked the way it looked as if he were ominously moving forward--one eye closer to the viewer than the distant left.  I felt like he was coming our of a city tunnel or a hospital or a psych ward.  I sketched this quickly on a large shard of paper--all ink and dried out ink brush.