In this post you can see the illustration 'Money' that I created for Chapter Thirty Seven of 
Axlerod dropped an envelope, fat as those bitches asses, on the glass.
"My father's lost nearly half a mil on that girl since the day she moved in."
Chapter Thirty Seven of Doug Karr's novel Dwelling
The drawing was sketched out lightly in pencil, then areas were masked out. Tissue was laid over the paper, and water and inks added, the tissue was then removed and the paper left to dry.
No longer bashful, Rube fingered open the flap right in front of the landlord. Air mail was stacked. Fuck you money.
Chapter Thirty Seven of Doug Karr's novel Dwelling
@dougkarr, set in New York’s Lower East Side. Dwelling is now available in print and ePub.