Here's another yet another Tom Waits fixation of mine. I wanted to make the smoke coming out of his cigarettes into words, but it just ends up looking like a really bad psychedelic poster knockoff. Which would be okay if Waits was part of that San Francisco scene from a decade before. I believe I drew the image from a photo of him from around '74, when he was still steeped in his lounge lizard beatnik persona (my favorite era of Tom's...he made much more interesting music later on but the songs from this era are the closest to my heart). The words are from his song "The Piano Has Been Drinking (Not Me)".
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