A long time ago in Turkish village, there was a rock. No matter how hard the villagers tried, they could not move this massive boulder, and no matter how strong a person was, they could not break it. If I remember right, they gave up on trying to move it or break it as it was an impossible feat. Some time later, a weak, old man walked by it and when he gazed on the unbreakable rock, it cracked, long and deep. This is a short and probably inacurate story about the evil eye, but the tradition is still active in turkey. People wear blue eye pendants all over turkey to prevent the evil eye from taking what they love. They say that even the most well intentioned look has some envy behind it and that that envy can cause illness and all kinds of other crap to happen to you, your house, your new baby and a lot of other stuff. My mom was given a pendant because she has crystal blue eyes by one of the locals when she went to turkey. She still has it and I thought it would be a nice touch in this little piece of work. I used my own right hand to figure out the hand in this drawing. It kinda hurt having it in that position, but it payed off. I wish I would have darkened the background a little more though.