I couldn't resist the glitter so I added it.my favorite underated superhero!it was quite simple painting him.this is my second character painting so far.
An underated but interesting supervillain I painted,he has a rather surprised look. painting the eyes wasn't simple but I enjoyed doing my first character painting.
A spooky mixture of A bearded vulture and a vampire bat. I named him Merlot, he is what I call a false pheonix. Merlot can survive forever as long as he consumes blood, but he needs a lot.
the mist hung heavy over scion's sound its waters lapping at the boats at the dock. Florien paced anxiously waiting to greet his betrothed. He had not slept an anxious knot curling in his stomach. If marrying Emory 'Lyrander' Lorelei was necessary for improving the future of Rekkenmark it is what he would do. He mustered a nervous smile sweeping into a chivalrous bow when Kukta cawed from her perch. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Miss Lorelei. He extended a hand to help her down from the riverboat doing his best to ignore the mistrustful expression on her face.
West Michigan Metals is a welding Startup company based in USA. We created a unique character to represent their work and style.
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Character project for the Youtube channel, W PODSKOKACH, containing music and movement activities for children in preschool and early school age. Our task was to create a design of a child's figure, referring to the Canva style, in positions adapted to the exercises of the gymnast.
Full Project
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A series of drawings I did digitally developing Florien ir'Litvin as a character as well as a little scene featuring him and Enna ir'Olar --- The whistling of the blizzard outside dropped into a lull as a gleaming gold chalice was passed between the Seekers. Candles winked out one at a time, dropping the temple into a pervasive gloom. Enna and Florien drank deeply, crimson lingering on their lips. Senses overwhelmed with magic, they leaned against each other. They could feel each other's heart thrumming unsteadily in their chest as they were gifted with a clarity that only their blood could bring. Together they knew they could face anything the year would bring.
--- His wide doll-like eyes go distant as he focuses on the assembled bones from the crypt. Tendrils of blood knit between his long fingers as he begins to weave his spell-work, expertly puppeting the dead. Their bones scrape against each other assembling into familiar shapes. His old friends sway in the dusty air. Their hollow eyes stare back at him awaiting a command. It comes once they're all upright. The Karnathi warriors don their armour and raise their weapons again despite the laws that forbid it, despite what may wait for Sir ir'Olar when judgement comes for him. This was what he was raised to do. It was cruel for the world to toss him aside now that things are peaceful.
