(Black biro on a 125mm x 75mm notecard) He'll be fine as long as he keeps talking. Luckily for him, he can arse-on about that crap forever and so just keep out of reach of the bollocks monsters.
(HB pencil on a 87mm x 139mm postcard) Every leap year day, the residents of toon world go batshit crazy and indulge themselves, because it's the only day when they can really get hurt.
The aspiring writer Wilkie Simmons came to Scholars Court 5 years back to finish his debut novel. Rarely seen in society, he works day and night hole up in apartment 6B. What sounds like talking to himself, he assures the concerned neighbor (somewhat jump
Phoenix or Wyvern? Avian or Dragon? It doesn't matter anymore when Ido seems to hold characteristics of both. On a prompt, I tried reverting a very important feature: the eyes, back in a light cyan / blue colour. Suddenly with this step backwards, he was a step closer to life again.
Years back, when I tried drawing different dragons I saw on the internet on a whim. Now that my old sketch book is nearly full and I am getting ready to move onto the next, I went through the whole thing and rediscovered this.
