(Gel Fineliner on A5 Paper) One of the most horrific situations you could ever be in. You're going through the motions and you turn to see that there's no toilet paper left! With no-one to help you, you know you're going to have to make that terrible choice.....Your socks or your underwear!
Done 2021 with lead pencils on 11x17 bristol. I had in mind to draw heaven and hell drawings but the hell drawing did not turn out good so it was torn and so this is the one i still have. Original art is up for sale $75 (shipping fee will apply) USD email me and open for private commissions as well jungmeister4@yahoo.com Also I have my 2023 Wall calendar up for sale $19.95 with my artworks through Artwanted.com art community website. Click or copy / paste the link below and would be appreciated if you can support me on the calendar https://www.artwanted.com/artist.cfm?ArtID=115637&Tab=Calendar
In my grand quest for a easy to draw and color new style but I have no time to sketch for this, I present you: Inktober 2018's tanuki! fav.me/dcp5uhz
Behold.
I'm still a fan of his tiny stick like paw under the belly XD
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Dans ma grande recherche de style facile et rapide à dessiner que j’ai pas le temps de faire un nouveau croquis pour ça, je vous apporte: Le tanuki d’inktober 2018.
Tadam.
Je suis toujours aussi fanne de ses papattes toutes maigres par rapport au reste XD
First I should tell you where worries come from.
They come from the back of a Hornswagglers thumb.
These Hornswagglers live very deep,
down beneath Gritchuk Falls,
a town far below the earths core in its halls.
The falls that are flowing there a
Lufgt Huron, also known as Huron Blackheart and the "Tyrant of Badab," was once the Chapter Master of the Astral Claws and self-claimed Imperial Governor of the world of Badab Primaris in the Maelstrom Zone of the Ultima Segmentum. But ultimately, Huron was corrupted in his ambitious pursuit of power and he tainted most of his Chapter as well, leading them into an open rebellion against the Imperium of Man, known as the Badab War, which lasted from 901-912.M41. Bound to machines which keep him alive and forever in pain, Huron is now a scarred creature of hate. His machine claw clicking, he has strode to battle time and again, followed by the daemonic Hamadrya, and each time the agony of his existence grows and the spite within him deepens.
