C.E.J. Pacian presents the world's first liquid-fuelled rocket-blog: trapped in a hyperbolic orbit to nowhere in particular.
The question for those who know me is, if the police offered a reward for this criminal, would you recognise me to sell me out?
I suppose, it's not unlike me. The trouble is that I know more about proper proportions than I do about drawing from life, so I've kind of normalised my face a bit and it doesn't look quite so weird as it really does.
Also, right now I am scruffy and unshaven, but I am not normally such a troglodyte.