Watercolor on watercolor paper stretched over stretcher bars.
This is the same method im about to use, only this time in stretching the paper and then painting on it. This painting lost some of its luster when I got to wet to transfer.
“In November 1775, I was born in a bomb crater. My mother was an M-16 & my father was the devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I eat concertina, piss napalm & I can shoot a round through a fleas ass at 300 meters. I travel the globe, festering on anti-Americans everywhere I go, for the love of Mom, Chevrolet, baseball & apple pie. I'm a grunt. I'm the dirty, nasty, stinky, sweaty, filthy, beautiful little Son of a bitch that's kept the wolf away from the door for 225 years. I'm a United States Marine. We look like soldiers, talk like sailors, slap the shit out of both of them. We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the rope from the Army & the anchor from the Navy. And on the 7th day, when God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and we've been running the show ever since. Warrior by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, Marine by God. Semper Fidelis.” Generation Kill
Happy Birthday to the @marines@usmarinecorps
Black Star and FW ink used.