Dad - This was rough drawing I did of my dad who died when I was thirteen.
He loved my brother and me very much. We miss him still.
The style in this drawing was much different than most of mine. The lines were looser and I used watered ink brushes more freely. I felt rushed, but only because of myself for some reason.
The two women are wearing Korean hanboks. The girl on the right is wearing one of many Korean dancing masks.
Hers is the mask of the concubine.
