I'm not really satisfied with how it turned out,I'll definitely redesign her again soon.Shes a succubus I originally drew when I was 17 along with an Incubus named Dezeo.My inspiration came from marvel's Satana Hellstrom,I read a few comics on her.Like a lot of succubuses she drains the energy of young men and later gets rid of them.Adult Erik and Bernard were almost her victims until Gerard banishes her for good.she prefers draining the energy of young, handsome,adult men than doing what succubuses are supposed to do since it's easier for her and she likes being dominant over them.she becomes angry quickly and will fight with magic,but when she's extremely angry she turns into a hideous monstrosity (which is her true form)if anyone sees her true form,they will die.i didn't upload a sketch because I accidentally deleted it
Still working on updating my cat style. I liked how this guy's fur turned out. I find the sketching part the hardest, it seems so easy to mess up the cat at that part.
If it wasn't enough that Ernest Shacletons ship Endurance was crushed by the ice in Antarctika’s, some kind of weird Space Weather phenomenon appeared into the sky(drawing tip:if your drawing looks flat and dull , try to transforming it something different ).
I had a rock tumbler as a child and really enjoyed it. When my youngest was a child we bought her one. She was eager to enjoy it too, but somewhere after starting on that path, we lost track and it everything inside turned into a solid mass. We tossed it and forgot about it. On a recent beach trip, I collected handfuls of rocks, as I am always likely to do, and, upon return, remembered how I loved my childhood rock tumbler. I immediately researched, ordered and eagerly anticipated its delivery. Of course, with Amazon Prime, that was only a couple day’s wait. As soon as I unboxed it I thought “what am I doing?” I have neither time, nor space for yet another hobby. I thought “what will I DO with a pile of polished, pretty rocks?” I would gather them in my hands and feel their silky smoothness. I would likely gather them in some beautiful glass bowl and…then what? I have toddler grand kids frequently at my home. They put small colorful things in their mouths and up their noses and feed them to the dogs regularly. And I don’t even have a single space to display a bog bowl of pretty rocks. So I quickly decided “I’m Returning the Rock Tumbler” and will, for NOW, stick to painting them when the mood strikes.
About a year ago I became paralyzed after a fall and began my "wheelchair series" which became a cathartic release of my journey in this new body of mine. Also, crayons are seriously underrated.
