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Mother’s Day 2019
Our family symbolically represented as white storks. If you haven’t seen white storks and their wackadoo nesting habits I encourage you to check it out. We used to have tons of them nesting around where we lived (I believe the closest nest was built on top of a local church spire) and it was always a treat […]
Last Leaf of Fall
I had this concept in my head for literal years: a dragon inspired by leaf katydids and other clever camouflagers. Kept waiting for someone else to draw it, and nobody did in a way I was happy with, so I finally broke down and drew it myself! If you like this drawing and want it […]
Arctic Dragon
I have had a long love affair with “fluffdragons” and this was the inevitable result. I’m ridiculously happy with the whole piece; I feel like I did a really good job on the colors and the hair/feathers. If you like this drawing and want it for your own, it’s available as a print and a […]
Petal-backed Dragon
The spiritual successor to a very, very old doodle I did in 2007. These dragons are said to be half beast, half plant… a rumor helped along by their obsessive love of sunbathing. They don’t breathe fire, but can cause widespread hayfever instead. If you like this drawing and want it for your own, it’s […]
Feathercats 2.0
Back when I first decided to try selling at a convention, I drew a feathercats series to make into prints and stickers. I could only muster the motivation to do the characters… decent backgrounds were beyond my ability, both energy-wise and technical-skill-wise. But instead of despairing and scrapping them because I couldn’t make them as […]
Baby’s First Hoard
We all have to start somewhere… I really liked the idea of these giant and fierce mythological creatures having unstoppable hoarding tendencies from a very young age. Was originally going to draw it defending pennies, but then St. Patrick’s Day happened and I got inspired. This drawing is available as a print and a sticker!
Void
They were teetering on a thin shell of solidity beyond which – above, below, and straight out – yawned emptiness. Nothing. Yet indefinably something – colourless, neither light nor dark, pearlescent and nearly opaque, obscurely moving, shifting, curling; indefinably merging, recreating, fading into unimaginable depths like galactic space. Chapter illustration for chapter 14b of Rayfan’s story Piranha. I […]
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