This was meant to be a Christmas present for my dad, but even though I had finished the art in time, I couldn't find the words to put in the center. Took me until his birthday in February to decide on something. I'm not all that great at poetry so I used a quote by William Blake because it was oddly fitting. My dad sort of lost faith in everyone and everything for awhile and is still struggling a bit.
The man on the left is my Uncle Donnie. The man on the right is my dad. They are identical twins. My Uncle died a few years back in a car wreck on his way to Colorado to welcome his son home from Iraq. Anyway, my dad has been having difficulty dealing with my Uncle's death and when it initially happened, he had asked me to do some sort of art for him to depict how he felt. At the time, I kept putting it off. I didn't feel I had the skills to do anything that would do justice to what he wanted.
While it isn't what he had originally asked for (he wanted something with dragons), it's what came out when I decided to finally sit down and work on it. I wasn't for sure if my dad would even like it (even though he likes everything I do).
I posted this on DA and bought a print of it with my own money and had it shipped to him. I never mentioned what I had done or that I had been working on it despite the fact that dad always asks me if I'm ever working on anything new. I hate lying to him, but it was for a good cause. He was extremely confused when the mail-woman brought him a long tube (She said it looked important XD). He said he opened it, rolled it out on his kitchen table, stared at it, sat in his chair, and just started crying (in a good way).
It now hangs on his living room wall in a ridiculously overpriced frame XD

As far as the art itself: It was probably the easiest, yet hardest thing I've ever worked on. Despite the fact that I'm over my Uncle's passing, it was still hard sometimes to work on his half without coming close to tears. Memories, happy ones, kept cropping up in my mind.
Anyway, this is way longer than intended.

Art belongs to me.
Quote belongs to William Blake.
Background is a bunch of watercolor papers of Hibbary's overlayed on each other.