#cat familiar
as if awakened, he turns his face to yours; / and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny, / inside the green-gold amber of his eyeballs / suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
-Rainer Maria Rilke, “Black Cat”
Sharing a few unconnected random arts I’ve made recently!
First up, got an ancient magical tree and some tone studies. Then some people climbing an ice wall because I’ve been watching entirely too many mountaineering documentaries lately. Then a magic thing that took forever to get the mage to not look evil but which I’m quite proud of the symmetry of. And, finally, a wizard on a motorcycle because…. reasons.
