This is the title page for a comic about an obsession.
In this drawing I wanted her (me) to meet her (my) doom smiling. Yyyyeeeessss, she knew veeery well that there would be pain and suffering up on that cross… but without it, how could she know joy and pleasure? hm? hm? hmmm?
(I also wanted to suggest that I am The Lord, Your Savior. Obviously.)
And then I thought it’d be cool to direct your subcontious mind toward ritualistic magic too. Therefor I chose the five pointed star as her “cross” (and then I stabbed her in the heart with a f-cking knife! Haha!).