Ayanami Rei's gaze
Monthly Homage - April 2024
No matter how many times I am replaced. No matter how many times I am torn apart and build up again. I can't escape who I am, nor who I have become.
The gods feel so close, yet their sight is so far away; there is nothing really right in this world.
This work was made with color and graphite pencils and ballpoint pen over A4 bond paper.
2024-04-21 22:54:28 +0000