I had this whole elaborate plan for my illustration for this prompt, with all kinds of angles on a Message, but something happened when the pencil hit the paper. So here’s some dino-things.
This year I participated in Hourly Comics Day for the first time despite being ill. Since I wasn’t able to get out of bed yesterday, finally got it scanned and posted today. Super simple and pretty boring since, well, sick.
Just like 24 Hour Comic Book Day, it’s a creative exercise. Unlike 24 Hour Comic Book Day, it takes the form of a diary and is theoretically way less intense. Some people do single panels for each hour, some do full comic strips for each entry, and in some cases sections of the day that ended up being uneventful were combined. As far as I’m concerned, the format and style don’t matter. If you’ve recorded something you might like to share or look back on later, or learned something from the making of it, it’s a win.
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Black Phoenix Trading Post’s 2014 Lupercalia update* is LIVE! Featuring goblin art by me for the Trading Post Dungeon Home & Linen Spray (Whips, chains, goblin-sized leather harnesses, and Excitable Goblin Musk!) and the Smutty Goblin Hair Gloss (A goblin’y take on Smut! Smutty Goblin Musk sweetened with sugar and tonka, and woozy with dark booze notes).
*link to full Lupercalia update may not be SFW, unless there’s an exception made for vintage erotic art!
Hike up your skirt now you better run girl run, before they find out what you’ve done….
Ego Likeness. “16 Miles”
Playing around some more with my Runaway stuff. Running from your problems wears you down, whether you deserved to inherit them or not. And there is a time for flight, and another for fight…
When Hunger Moon hangs high in the sky, the fields are frozen, and game is piteously scarce. Sleet covers the ground, and biting winds chill to the bone. This is a quiet, cold perfume: desolate and despairing. It is a clear night sky that and bracing chill wind that bears the promise of snow, sharpened by the pain of hunger, and the sharp, rasping stab of thirst.
Ozone, white sandalwood, Gum Arabic, crystallized white amber, verbena, oakmoss, clary sage, davana, and a hint of white citrus rind.
I absolutely love Saga, and there’s something so sweet in the way The Will and Lying Cat “bicker”.
Drawing things out is a common way I work through and alleviate tension, anxiety, and nameless emotional things that sometimes I don’t even know I’m feeling yet. Last week our older cat Pandora had to go in for a dental cleaning and tooth extraction. Which mean general anesthesia, and all the potential risks it comes with. I trust our vet’s office whole-heartedly, and after bringing Pandora in weekly for eight months recently on account of a stubborn respiratory/eye issue a pretty solid rapport had been established with the doctor who’d be doing the work, and the preliminary blood work came back just fine… but I think there’s always going to be something to signing paperwork that says there’s a risk of death, no matter how small.
She’s fine, her remaining teeth look great, and in her wide-eyed pain drug-fueled haze she even finally managed to rip a ball off of the cat tower that’d been vexing her all year.