"Mothers weep from sleepless beds infinite and inconsolable.
Sulfur blue sunrises immeasurable and empty, hanging resplendent
Over fathomless oceans shrouded in noises, spirits,
Filled with nothing; the stuff of legends."
I wanted Enjolras in this portrait to represent the ephemeral glory of dying in battle.
3.5 hr digital portrait to the tune of “Spiegel im Spiegel” by Arvo Part
Just spent about half an hour trawling the Enjolras tag on Tumblr to re-find my reference. Not that I'm complaining...