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This is a digital doodle done on my laptop. Just for fun!

Finally indulging in the Knuckles mini-series over on Paramount Plus! I’m only two years late to that party, hahaha :-D It’s influencing my creativity as you can see…

This is a caricature I did last summer, 2025 for an end of the year bouncy house party for a local school.

Lindsey's prompt: Party

Ink on black

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Marker and coloured pencil on marker paper.

Oils on Illustration board. 8x8 inches.

ending Halloween art on a hearty, high note.

All my "spooky" OCs have a Halloween Treat Party

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And now for something completely different…

Martyr Musical, "A Mobbin' Tonight" to the tune of "Good Rockin' Tonight".

Bob is a Dino who loves to party but he forgo his hat but he’s just as cute!

Hi I'm back! I took this as an opportunity to practice using values alongside lighting.

Aka Seraphina H. I redrew her the most. Out of all the variations I love this one the most tho it won't be her final look. I struggle with the face and fitting it into the body. Her outfit doesn't suit her because she borrowed it from a family member for a costume party.

5 symmetry on dot grid paper with steps

At the party - digital sketch

Christmas Piñata

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Even though I have alot of other drawing to share, here's one for the holidays.It's Ms.Chalice from "Cuphead" and Penny from "Enchanted Portals" enjoying some Christmas cheer.

Pen & ink on Bristol

10 OCT 2023