This picture was done a LONG time ago, and it never was meant to be serious art so much as a humorous commentary. This piece represents several different things to me, but basically, it depicts my (not so) little brother and myself in dinosaur form. I'm a Tyrannosaur, queen of all I see, and here comes this upstart little Deinonychus, looking to pick a fight. He just won't leave me alone, and before you know it, a full-blown argument has erupted, looking very similar to this. Why don't I just step on him? It's love, baby.