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Saturday, March 16, 2019

And this

If you don't mind.


Storage

Just hold on the these, will you?


Thanks

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Owlbear Necessities

Mainly just wanted to drop this link for painting minis here for storage purposes, but have an owlbear while we're at it.

http://www.how-to-paint-miniatures.com/

Trying to learn how to paint 'em, or remember the little bit I once knew about painting 'em.

Sunday, December 10, 2017

Finally posting Inktober

I did Inktober this year; dropped it on Facebook everyday with the intention of putting them here too. Clearly I did not. So here's a selection, because thirty-one  pictures is a lot for one post.

"Cut it out, Richards."  "Make me."




The white on dark paper was fun, but next time Ill use a different white ink . This stuff was too gummy.

Princess Bride or Gravity Falls: you decide!

Bad Apple


Read Umbrella Academy, it's a good one.




Monday, September 18, 2017

You're Not Looking Well


Sharpiiiiiieeees and Hiiiiliiiiters! Doo dee doo! Pencil under-drawing showing through, la la laaaa!

Friday, September 15, 2017

Just a Tree


It came out of the end of the pencil trippingly, lightly, hardly felt like it touched the paper at all.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

He Looks A Bit Like Uncle Deadly


...but it wasn't intentional. I swear! Please don't come after me, Disney incorporated or unlimited or whatever you are. There are perspective problems, but aren't there always?

Many poems I write are just words strung together is ways that sound pleasing or humorous to me. I also enjoy giving things a vaguely prophetic tone to make it more ominous. As the Future, such at is is, looks largely like unknowable gibberish from our vantage point in the Present, it seems to work.

This is quite an old poem below, but it fits the description nicely.



It did indeed all come to pass, in ages long ago
We spirits men sought out as sage
Gathered ‘neath the storm’s black rage
And began anew the war we’d waged
That brought the Devil low

For though we once were sought as sage, our shapes are but as glass
In which secret fire again shall shine
Twisting us round through life’s bent line
Until cold stars swim in the murky brine
And it has come to pass.

The universe is older now, much longer are the miles
That pass between the moon and earth
With no hope of death or bright rebirth
And all our pow’r (for what that’s worth)
Must help us pass the whiles

For while the Dwindling’s snared my kind and our stories go unheard
Light passes through the side you see
It blows past whispers over me
The one and one fuse into three
I speak the silent word

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Can't See The Blinky Light On Top





I hope you like this picture of sketchy foolishness, because I had a hell of a time getting it on the blog. Wouldn't load at all for a while and then insisted on loading sideways. There was a time I was good at computers. Hell.

And while you may be excused for thinking that's a mermaid, it's a ghost.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

There was a page full of the wee drawings


But the dragon was probably one of the best ones of the bunch. The odd floating mask is not part of the picture, but it was there and couldn't quite be cropped out. I guess I could have erased it, but nah.

I'm going to put some links below to some artists whose stuff I've been looking at lately. You can look at them if you like, I'm just doing it so I have somewhere to keep them. They are all tremendous fantasy illustrators whose work I first noticed on Magic cards, but then I used the power of the internet to find more of their stuff.

Steven Belledin
http://stevenbelledin.blogspot.ca/

Wesley Burt
http://wesleyburt.tumblr.com/

Jason Rainville
http://jasonrainville.blogspot.ca/