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I really thought this was done… but I was wrong. While I really loved the rendering in the original version, stepping back for a few days I realized that I lost the “story” somewhere along ...
Keep Reading →This is another scene from my story The Reaper King (which incidentally has hit a major road block around the 100-page mark…). I’m calling this one “metamorphosis by moonlight.” I really like this one. I ...
Keep Reading →I put some sweat into this one. I hope it shows. EMBIGGEN!
Keep Reading →this character made a prior appearance in an illustration i did. welcome back, kotter. Click to enlarge.
Keep Reading →Our theme this week appears to be revisions. If you’ve browsed around the site a bit, you’ll be familiar with the illustration below. It’s a scene from Chapter Two of a bit of children’s/YA fiction ...
Keep Reading →A while back I thought this was finished. Thank goodness I came to my senses, in no small part to some valuable critique over on ConceptArt.org. I fought a lot of battles with the composition ...
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Keep Reading →In the past I haven’t posted any WIPs (works-in-progress) here…but there’s a first time for everything. Below her, tiny black dots were emerging from the stone fortress, winged beasts leaving their roosts in pursuit of ...
Keep Reading →A piercing shriek split though the noise of gunfire and made the feathers on Quinn’s nape quiver. She knew the voice at once, and craning her neck, her eyes confirmed the sinking feeling in her ...
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Keep Reading →UPDATE: I’ve revised this one. New version here. Click to enlarge. Click to enlarge.
Keep Reading →Click to enlarge. The moon seemed full enough to burst, deliciously bloated like the belly of a chortling old man. Distant suns were burning like votive candles hung from rusted eye-hooks, infinitely high; while down ...
Keep Reading →On her first day of school the other toddlers had teased her mercilessly because her eyes were golden and feline, and her hair was white like a snowy fleece, and it cascaded in intricate coils ...
Keep Reading →a pair of maroons…could find their way into a project of mine… Click to enlarge.
Keep Reading →he’s bad, you know. Click to enlarge.
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