sorry guys, my natural state seems to be shouting and covered in paint. you're welcome! :D
In the vacuum of space the sound of the ship's sirens are lost but the flashing lights reflect and rebound over the dust and debris, glaring red.
Jack opens his...
it would have been easier to take the bus.
one of a bunch of two-word prompts I started doing on tumblr and facebook. I really liked this one :D
I've still got a bunch of prompts left unfinished, but I will do them all, except it's difficult to draw people laughing, growl.
tried to make it as baroque as possible without murdering myself, and also keeping it in a simple sort of design, to hold in the (usualish) style of the tiny book. (idk, i make stuff up)
the cherub thing didn't really click with me (for whatever reason), so I abandoned it in favor of grasping, ghostly hands. BUT, I'd love to see if someone would remix this with a cherub of the demonic persuasion, if they like. :D
quick edit! per comment from joe. photoshopped, just in case you lovely peeps really enjoy my horrible handwriting. :D
She rummaged through her future to find what she was looking for.
(haHA, i forgot to upload the illustration last time woops)
i've been dancing around this idea for an illustration for a while, but never narrowed the thought down to a final design, until two days ago, when I had a creepy-ass dream that brought me here. :D i hope you enjoy!
i move towards him, smell him, breathe him in and his arms wrap around me, like they're on springs. snapping shut, a mouse trap to keep me safe, hold me close. he pushes my hair back, tucks it o...
the other day, i was frolicking through my recently recommended to get at a project I wanted to work on, and found them all kinds of out of order! fortuitously, this pointed me towards a bunch of old records that I still love, and i got inspired.
i was digging the idea of making something epic! (my hand is not thanking me) blbest's work is awesome, and I always love his stuff. this is a first draft, I wanna go in and do a full paint... eventually. :'D
as the morning sunlight reflected off the fine hairs on your face, i marveled anew at the details that went into creating you.
oops, marker vomit. /o\