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One of my more unusual ideas, drawing real serial killers as disturbingly delightful little doodles. For my first entry, we have perhaps one of the most prolific and mysterious murderers of history, Jack the Ripper.
The monster lives in infamy due to two things, the first were his grotesque methods never before seen by Victorian authorities, and the second was the fact that he seemed to vanish without any motif or suspects.

Lesson #1: Use the legend to your advantage. Jack only managed to get away because the police were too busy looking for a tall figure in a top hat. Make sure they find anyone but you.

I captured him as nothing but a shadow, all black and no identity. It's an iconic necessity to give him a top hat, but in reality, he probably didn't wear anything of the sort. We only have the legend left, a long coat draped over a gloved hand gripping a leather bag soaked in blood. The red pen gives such a great effect.

Some say he was a prince, some say he was a woman and some say he crawled from the depths of hell.
The London streets shall forever be haunted by Jack and the screams of the unfortunate women he took.

Just a disclaimer, I don't condone the actions of these people. The Ripper tore women apart like a creature and stole their organs as trophies; he was a depraved monster. What I'm interested in is what caused him to start his demented mission; what happens in a person's part to make them want to do this?
Perhaps the Ripper's mind was just as torn as his victims.

Description
One of my more unusual ideas, drawing real serial killers as disturbingly delightful little doodles. For my first entry, we have perhaps one of the most prolific and mysterious murderers of history, Jack the Ripper.
The monster lives in infamy due to two things, the first were his grotesque methods never before seen by Victorian authorities, and the second was the fact that he seemed to vanish without any motif or suspects.

Lesson #1: Use the legend to your advantage. Jack only managed to get away because the police were too busy looking for a tall figure in a top hat. Make sure they find anyone but you.

I captured him as nothing but a shadow, all black and no identity. It's an iconic necessity to give him a top hat, but in reality, he probably didn't wear anything of the sort. We only have the legend left, a long coat draped over a gloved hand gripping a leather bag soaked in blood. The red pen gives such a great effect.

Some say he was a prince, some say he was a woman and some say he crawled from the depths of hell.
The London streets shall forever be haunted by Jack and the screams of the unfortunate women he took.

Just a disclaimer, I don't condone the actions of these people. The Ripper tore women apart like a creature and stole their organs as trophies; he was a depraved monster. What I'm interested in is what caused him to start his demented mission; what happens in a person's part to make them want to do this?
Perhaps the Ripper's mind was just as torn as his victims.