“Ah, that Rasputin. He has certainly done me proud.”
I have been obsessed with one German fashion designer dad since 2006, and I stand by that whole heartedly. So much so, that this is indeed re-uploaded because Tumblr tried to compress poor Sasha Nein the first time. The horror!
“Oh, look at this pretty little heart. Fractured, yet whole. Are you so sure you want to abandon it for the likes of me to find?”
Each year, I take progressively longer and get a little more bombastic with the first Inktober prompt. By 2030, I will be painting frescos for tech start-ups.
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Here’s to seeing you all on the other side! Hopefully!!
“I really wish you and Bishop would be more careful with those wolfed out duels of yours.”
“I’m sorry. Would you believe we really were careful this time?”
“… Ugh. I would. Just come here.”
It’s International Lesbian Day, and that is MORE than enough excuse to finally draw my girls like I’ve been itching to since the start of October.
I know it’s not exactly cool for creators to be invested in their own characters relationships, but Lilith and Essie are just. So good. They are prime witch/werewolf solidarity that balance out each other’s energies so well. One day, they’ll be the old couple that lives off the land in a storybook cottage at the edge of town.
“in time, you will grow. we will build something small, yet significant.”
Way back in the early years of Minecraft, there were a number of ask blogs that would pop up on Tumblr. My favourite BY FAR was @asktheendermen which came about around the time the Enderman was released. It was a very sweet characterisation of a quickly beloved mob, and the art was very distinctive. One post has really stuck with me since, and I still think about it when I’ve hit a creative block. A creation’s worth is not based on its size; even the smallest foundation can have incredible value. You can see the post here!
I completely forgot to upload my foray into ClipStudio Paint on Tumblr. My poor son had gotten zero love in a while, so this felt like a great opportunity to do a headshot of him utilising as many of the tools as I could.
The UI was done freeform, mostly with careful use of the the shape and gradient tools (and a pixel brush for some of the detail work). The colouring was adapted from my usual painting style in PaintTool SAI, a few of the ink brushes for highlights, a modified pencil tool for the linework… there’s just a lot of love that went into this.
I never left my dramatic emo phase, and neither did Osborn. We both just got gayer with time. This the poem that accompanies this,and yes, there’s an alternate version that goes for the ultimate mid-00’s experience with a pixelates Death Note background.
“Behold your cherished angel, and embrace your eternity.”
So just… hear me out. I’ve been working on this monster design for a few months to explore some complicated things. You know, societal expectations for purity, abuse in the guise of strict morality, misogyny within Christian communities… the usual.
The “bait” for this monster is specifically laid out for those who doggedly pursue the moral high ground, regardless of consequence to themself or others. This monster is ultimately a silent one that waits at the end of a path of self-destruction, after somebody has taken the metaphorical bait…
… It made sense in my head.
Anyways, I have something like 10 pages of notes of an imagined graphic novel with this thing and a ridiculous amount of concept art. I’ll probably mass upload it to Patreon at some point, but in the mean time, I’ll continue to live in the fantasy that I’ll actually make my own game one day.
THEORY: THE EARTHLINGS ARE ALONE WITHOUT SYMBIOSIS TO EASE THE BURDEN OF EXISTENCE.
SOLUTION: DO NOT ALLOW THEM TO SUFFER. INITIATE MEDIATION IMMEDIATELY.”
This isn’t the actual angle of this illustration, but it’s the only one way I really liked the look of it, so. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I’m on a bit of a Weathermoore Manor kick! Meditator-946 is next up to bat, and she’s… making some friends… the only way a biorobotic life form on a scouting mission knows how: by introducing the symbiotic parasite her people use as a nervous system. I made her in like 2012 before Venom was popular, don’t @ me.
While my first instinct was to use my last prompt to go out with a bang - perhaps expressing some of the complex emotions I’ve been trying to tackle, taking the time to express more gratitude in the way of fan art to the media that’s shaped me and my work, or reveal some other buried trauma that I’ve yet to use for a piece… I realized I had something more important than all of those things that I wanted to present.
Life is more than just a balancing act of misery and pleasure. It is a constant display of the ridiculous, of experiences you “just had to be there for”, of reality stranger than fiction. It’s those instances of awe and wonder both big and small that define us as individuals, and shape our expectations of ourselves and the world around us. And we have the opportunity to love every moment of that spontaneity.
And thus I present to you this final self-portrait, based (far too closely) off of the several instances I have shovelled entire slices of desserts in my face, complete with just about as much visual excitement as I felt in those moments.
Because if you don’t make life and art purposefully ridiculous at times, then what’s the goddamn point?
