Self-portrait as Death in a cemetery populated by the corpses of people I once knew — mostly girls I had a crush on.

Portrait of one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever met. Thankfully, this is one of the few portraits that I’ve kept.

Pencil sketch self-portrait juxtaposed with grim reaper. Dark and foreboding, but not entirely difficult to look at.

Self-portrait with skeletons clawing their way out of my chest — macabre, but visually striking. A lot of people hate this piece.