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"We are Shit Family and we're going to rock your fucking faces off," she says as an opener, the way she always does, despite the fact that tonight is clearly not a normal night at all and it's highly doubtful anyone's face is going to be even slightly rocked.
So first of all: wow. This piece is stunning, and even better, it's completely Audrey. Like, the Audrey I wrote for this fic is sort of a mashup of Audrey through the years, both fashion and attitudewise, and this art manages to capture the exact picture I had in my head for Audrey's clothes and hair. Flowing pink awesomeness! Ripped and torn badassness!
And the details are just incredible. The fringe on the skirt! And the boots, I fucking love the boots. And okay, total minor detail that I flailed over? Audrey's moles. Both of them! Both of them on her face! That's awesome. I love the pose, she's such a rockstar. Oh oh, the colors! Have I talked about the colors yet? LET ME DO SO NOW. It's such a beautifully vibrant piece. I love that her eyes have this open warmth to them. It's so Audrey, the total badass exterior and the inner vulnerability. (At least that's my Audrey.) I love that it's full of life and motion even though it's, you know, a picture.
Is it ridiculous to say that I feel music when I look at this picture? I do! I feel the excitement before a show and I feel like a drum is about to kick in and everyone's going to turn into balls of energy on stage. I love this art.
Thanks so much to
heroically for capturing rock star Audrey so beautifully.