Bartender on Fire

Any badass bartender at 2:45am on a Saturday Night in any shitty 4am bar in Chicago.
18x24 framed without glass. 
One of a kind, Original Scratchboard illustration

Every arm is essential, but (as you might have heard once or twice) we only have two. The screams, the whistles, the waves, the taps, the heys, the YOs, the voices are all heard and stacked in pile and filed under either I see you or fuck no.
Each face is one I’ve seen many times over, on different nights, all about the same time.