I don’t usually post this kind of thing but I’m kind of pushing to do so more often. I decided to do some simple environment studies, with a bit of a restrictive “canvas”.
I’m pretty pleased with these for what they are. They aren’t terribly special or amazing, but I feel like I pulled off what I was going for in each of them, and I learned something doing them, which is really the whole point of it.
I’m especially pleased with the two vertical compositions, and the top right one as well. I may take those to a more completed stage at some time.
No reference was used for any of these, by the way, which is why they are a bit wonky in places. It was all from my head, and done kind of on a whim, which makes it that much better that I’m happy with them!
Recently, Emily was sweet enough to help us figure out how to make small bags! We’ve ordered a starting batch to test the waters with selling them, so here are preorders!
Bags are 5 x 8 inches, printed on durable 600d polyester fabric with a zipper enclosure, and smaller zippered pouch inside.
Preorders: $12, will be open for 2 weeks, and include a random free charm! After preorders, the charm will no longer be included, and prices may rise to $13-15 depending on demand.
Giveaway Rules: reblog up to 2 times. Two winners will be picked at random all rebloggers on August the 31st, at 9:00pm EST. Winners will given one bag of their choice (without charm).
I am painfully in love with those merbags!!!
The tea dripped down from the table, still warm, and formed a pool around him. It became a short, grim trail, hinting at his resting place, once he was pulled toward the basement. No coals were lit, and the house was freezing cold. Weakened, laying dying, he wondered whether he would succumb to blood loss first, or if the cold would take him. He could hear the footsteps upstairs, heading towards the door. He would die alone, without comfort, and only he would mourn himself.
As he stared at the ceiling, eyes barely focusing, the rage and despair built within him. As he died, as he rotted, as he was forgotten, he was born again. In his rebirth, he was bound. His contempt and fury his second mother, her womb incubating his desire for revenge.
Decided to throw some ink and color one one of the sketches from the sheet of sketches of Il’lythid. I really liked this pose and wanted a color reference of him, so…. Sorry if his design is boring, but I really like these colors. Mildly NSFW for flaccid penis.
Here’s a WIP of something I started today. I’m not a big fan of Discovery’s Shark Week anymore, but I DO love sharks AND merfolk. I wanted to illustrate something for shark week for years now but never did, so… no better time than the present!
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So, designing my dragon character’s humanoid form has been fun. Also, doodling him as a rat. Mildly NSFW for slight weenflash there.