Poor Woody. He's had quite a day. Those pinecones came a little too close, and his portrait artist nearly killed him, too! He's definitely ready to surrender.
Before I was even half way into the picture today, I knew that I had a mess on my hands. Since there was no turning back, I just kept applying more color, willy-nilly, used the black pastel to boldly go where he probably shouldn't have gone, and splotched in a "background". Yeah, poor Woody. It was kind of fun, though, after I let go of it, so to speak, and just doodled around for fun. :)