I was riding the bus home on Saturday, dressed as a 19th century Victorian gentleman and minding my own business. Some young Goth girl sat next to me. Some might say Emo but I'll give her credit for accessorising a little more than most Emo kids would. Anyway the seat in front of me became free and she decided she would rather have a seat to herself. She had little dice for earrings and a collar with spikes and dog bones. Her hair was died with that cheap black dye that actually looks like a very dark blue.
I was mildly pleased to have someone else weirdly dressed on the bus. She then proceeded to pull out a drawing pad and pen and resume working on an unfinished artistic project. It was a mix of symbols and drawings but one bit in particular stood out and formed quite the contrast to the love hearts near it.
What is creepier than seeing a little girl drawing a hanged man?
A man dressed in hundred year old fashion offering constructive criticism that the hanging post will never hold up without a cross beam. Also her shading was off. But I did like the minimalist representation of the hanged man that she had.
N.B. This image is my humble attempt to recreate the likeness of her drawing. Also I kept my opinions to myself. The bus drivers are required by law to stop the bus route and wait for the police should any sort of disturbance occur. I didn't want to be kept from my truffles and coffee ice cream now did I.
