After an awful weekend I took a big breath and went back to the drawing board, or, better, my Wacom tablet.
I've been trying to throw the desire to get everything "right" at the first attempt behind me,
because of the stress and frustration level were rising up to the roof, and I'm forcing myself to focus on the sheer pleasure which comes from drawing.
Again, keeping it loose, and searching for good lines hidden in the empty space.
I think I'm getting close to what I have in mind for this FJ.
[Judas Priest - Genocide]