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Duel of the Dragon

Art for my book, second in the series. Lots of dragons! :D

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Here's some of my Magic the Gathering pieces that came out in 2024 for the Bloomburrow set. Noctural Hunger, Sazacap's Brew, and Portent of Calamity.

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Can I show you some unicorns 🦄

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2009 vs 2019! I've been feeling down lately about not being where I want to with my art, comparing my work and my progress with others. I was convinced I would do this comparison and feel like I hadn't advanced at all. But a quick dig found this, which I remember being SO PROUD OF at the time. And you know what? I really have grown. The past decade was rough, but I'm so ready to see what I can accomplish with another 10 years. Here's to the 20's! . . #2009vs2019 #digitalpainting #digitalart #anthroart #furryart #furryartist https://www.instagram.com/p/B6bHfvrDYhx/?igshid=hg1ty8eo2v6t

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Marcus stopped abruptly in the middle of the grass. A woman in a blue dress was already sitting on the Crisis Bench. He didn’t recognize the dress. She looked up from where she was sitting.

“Sorry,” he said, holding up his hands. “I didn’t think anyone would be over here.” He didn’t think he remembered an introduction to anyone in that dress. It was a memorable sort of a dress. “I believe I ran into your mother inside?” he ventured, because he ran into so many mothers.

“She’s not here,” she said, which was not what he wanted to hear and which he absolutely could not handle at the moment.

“Right,” he said, trying to recover, pretending as if he’d just remembered something. “Your father–”

“We haven’t met,” she interrupted. “I’m not anyone.”

“Oh thank god,” he said, abandoning propriety to collapse onto the bench, dropping his head between his knees. “Thank you.”

“Too many people?” she said sympathetically.

“I’m really bad with faces,” he admitted.

“A lot of people are,” she assured him.

He dragged his hands down his face. “I just confused a Duke with a waiter.”

She bit her lip. “As long as you aren’t rude to waiters, you should be fine,” she said.

“I wasn’t rude,” he said. “I’m never rude. It would have been better if I was rude.” He buried his face in his hands. “I tipped him,” he said, anguished, muffled by his palms. Why had he been dressed like a waiter?

She burst out laughing, loud and with her head tipped back, overwhelming the empty garden. He separated his fingers to stare at her.

“Sorry,” she hiccuped, which immediately descended back into snorts. She laughed like she was hunting for truffles.

“Thanks,” he said, though he almost did feel better. “I’m feeling very supported in my time of need.”

“There’s only one thing you can do,” she said, wiping tears from her eyes, trying to dab at them to not destroy her makeup. Reflexively, he offered her a handkerchief, which she accepted. “You have to flee the country. It’s the only way.” She checked the handkerchief for signs of smeared eyeliner. “Leave your family. Change your name. Get a new family. Never tell them your dark secret.”

“I think my old family might notice if I got a new family,” he said, now resting his chin in his hands, elbows balanced on his knees.

“That’s why you have to burn your house down,” she said matter-of-factly, now holding his handkerchief in a neat fold in her lap. “Just burn the whole thing. Everything but your favorite hat. You leave the hat on top of the ashes for your family to find. ‘This must be him’ they’ll say. 'He would never have left his favorite hat’. It’s the perfect crime. Once it’s done, you become a pig farmer. Anyone comes around asking questions, you feed them to the pigs.”

“You seem like you’ve put a lot of thought into this,” he observed. “How are your pigs?”

She looked him over sidelong. “Hungry,” she said primly.

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my aesthetic is the direct opposite of minimalism and its called clutterbitch

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how do u tell the difference between executive dysfunction, procrastination, and laziness bc fuck idk how to

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Inktober Day 4, "Freeze"

As you can tell, I'm very far behind. I've basically given up on the idea of catching up. But... I'm pretty okay with that? I've had so much fun this month, taking time to do personal work. It feels like I'm falling back in love with art.

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Inktober Day 3, "Bait"

Tobias reached the center of the arena, taking root beside his opponent. The cheering of the audience grew louder, and soon their voices morphed into a singular word. Tobias gritted his teeth - /not again/ - but the word rang loud and clear.

"BAIT. BAIT. BAIT."

I recently re-read "The Savior's Champion" by @jennamoreci so this scene came right to mind when I saw the prompt!

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Inktober Day 2! "Mindless"

(Yes, I'm behind. Hushhhh 😉)

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Inktober Day 1! “Ring” My goal this year is to do some much-needed studies, and try to put a fantasy twist on them. Who else is doing Inktober this year?

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Sometimes being an artist means digging out your old dance leotard from high school so you can take reference photos.

(And hoping it still fits...)

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Me, an artist:

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Falcons are so dang cool. One of these days, I'll do these sketch studies regularly. Really, I will 😂 . . #pencildrawing #pencilsketch #drawing #sketchstudy #drawingstudy #sketching #falcon #falcons #peregrinefalcon #gyrfalcon #raptor #birdofprey #birdsofprey #animalart #bird #animaldrawing https://www.instagram.com/p/B2MoChBDIOf/?igshid=8jcthkloxhh9

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🗡️ A knight is sworn to valor 🛡️

I'm celebrating the last day of #smaugust with one of my favorite dragons, noble Draco.

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🐉Still trying to get used to Procreate 😅
I’ve been fiddling with this dragon this month, and though it needs more work, I figured I’d toss it up here before I miss #smaugust entirely xD 
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#smaugust2019 #dragon #digitalart #digitalsketch #digitalartist #digitalpainting #fantasyart #fantasyillustration #procreate @procreate #paintingtimelapse 
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