Holey St. George

Don't you know, the longer I work on a piece, the less I like it.

School has swallowed me whole, But I did the best I could to try to illustrate the beautiful scene in the seventh book that foreshadows the twins' separation. When George cracks that joke, I want to cry, it's so poignant.

To self-critique a little, here. The composition is odd. The perspective is off, and the proportions are incorrect. I have a lot of mistakes to learn from, in this piece. But there's always next time!