This is part of a sketch (probably the best part) I did for a competition some fifteen years ago. Can't remember now what it was all about or if I actually entered it, but it gave me the chance/excuse to express my love of hands - amazing structures they are, flexible, practical yet strange and beautiful at the same time, with as much detail as a face. My wife has lovely hands, but mine are small and boney; I'd never be a pianist.
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