The Queen

Originally sparked by a request to draw something from the Decemberists' Hazards of Love album, I wound up getting really into it and going full-on illustration. Hopefully worthy of the great music in that album!

I'm made of bones of the branches, the boughs, and the brow beating light
While my feet are the trunks and my head is the canopy high
And my fingers extend to the leaves and the eaves and the bright, brightest shine, it's my shine