I wanted to see how far I get if I work on a single drawing for a day. Didn't bother myself with perfect shadowing or symmetry though... I'm going to burn through those nibs real fast drawing hair like this. :)
After seeing Steve McQueen in "Cycle World" magazine and then in the "Great Escape" I was a huge fan. This is a digital rendering of the man. Missing him!
Here's a 3 hour drawing of Haru and Legoshi having a moment. I just love this panel from volume 17. Great read - Beastars - go check it out. There's definitely mature content in there, you have been warned.
This was done with oil pastels in a technique known as Sgrafitto, as part of a 100 day challenge on Instagram. I scratched the black paint off with a chop stick. Worked like a treat, so I'm planning a bigger piece with that technique.
While out foraging for mushrooms a tap on the shoulder startles you, turning around a dragonborn smiles and procures some good berries offering them to you. Do you accept?
Hey hey! I've been wanting to make more art of the new design for Faevyre that was in the bigger piece I made a while ago but wasn't super visible. Here it be! A clover motif for this gal.
This is the amazing work i dedicated to my guardian with his sigil. He has always been there for me and helped me, and often tells me dates that turn out to be accurate for something that ends up coming along or manifesting. I will never forget the first time he came to me in a dream. People who follow mainstream religion and its themes about Demons is false and are told nothing but lies. Demons are actually very beautiful helpful and benevolent beings. Joyofsatan.org Exposingchristianity.com
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
