This piece was a simple skecth as well. However there is use of many depths of charcoal and types of charcoal.
The meaning behind this pitcher is pretty deep. In Greek Philophy, i think it is, they state that we as humans are just layers and layers of masks. And the layers are what actually make us who we are. To me this makes sence but istill dont know who i am? witch face in this drawing ami? could i be the scary chain saw mask? Or the even scarier mask with a clock for a face attached to a bomb stamped to my heart? The answer is ... im all the faces, and none of them. We all have our faces, but the nasty ones and the good ones are what make us who we are.
