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OFTD

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New Coraline design drop

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Updated mini bios for Mor and her artist friends

& Dom and her model coworkers!

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They had a lot of important things to talk about today 🥹

With this chapter, the Fashion Month arc is officially starting!

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old ass character sketches.

Eh...most definitely going to tweak these designs in the future. Starting with Murphy cause I still haven't mapped all of his tattoos.

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Drawing is hard for me right now so I'm just scribbling. Larry and Magic as always.

Imagine "La Vie en Rose" playin in the background bc that documentary fried my brain and that's all I can think when they're in this stage of their life.

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ya boy is SLACKING (I honestly thought I posted this but I guess not)

Text: (Kebørrzek) "The act of siphoning the essence from life" is the act of harvesting tree sap.

Once a year before first frost and under the glow of the moons during the highest peak, the Banuk'nan's will step out into the crisp night air all bundled up with tools in hand. Even in pitch darkness, the trees would radiant a pinkish haze all around. It's a sight to behold even if you've witnessed it a million times before. One by one, they will strip back the bark from the trees. The first drill starts with the first thump of the drums. Each hit echoes the pulse of the trees, encouraging the sweet elixir to flow freely through and out of the spile.

A quick prayer in courtesy and now the waiting game truly begins from here... The real party doesn't start until the 2nd cycle. Around the same time, The Banuk'nan's are out the door again; this time with their bellies filled with warm liquor and for the children, some (IW) to keep themselves from freezing entirely. They are dressed in their best wears from head to toe; performers of all ages wear a metal guard with fur puffs around their waists and have their finger tips painted in the same color as the sweet nectar from the trees.

After the first boil and a quick dip in the powdery snow, (Rammaj!) They cheer! The first taste is absolutely a delight worth waiting for! Could there be anything sweeter than this? Impossible for them to fathom. The Banuk people will continue their celebration until day breaks and the stars fade behind the twilight hue. A "thank you" is said and the syrup is prepared for storage along with another prayer for a bountiful season next year.

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Gamer cats

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I'm applying to DO on (March 05 2024).

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Another one of my Skyrim inspired oil paintings! I call this one "Autumn in the Rift"

Sending out the original to a collector today!

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a slice of heaven 🍓 💖 ✨

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I was gonna be all "well maybe I should post an art backlog since I'm here on tumblr" but tbh I've been so fucking busy the past few weeks, that the only thing I have right now is this sketch of Jaeti in fightin mode. He actually has no idea how to fight, but turns out having enough strength to punch like a truck + flailing around does pretty well in a lot of situations.

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A pieced inspired by propaganda posters and illustrations from the 20th century.

Do a lil back story for this: In the world of Projekt_Liberty and when the Union collapsed into chaos, 2 groups sought for dominance of what's left. The Cross Nails (heavily religious group that preoccupies the predominant South) and The Founders Front ( back to tradition and heavily inspired by the Founding Fathers). These 2 eventually joined an alliance creating what is now called Liberty east of the Mississippi and the face of it all are Rangers (Depicted here), representing tradition, loyalty, and faith.

That's all for now (:

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That feeling when a piece of your prefrontal cortex solidifies

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Alrighty then, I wanted to try out Affinity Photo 2 to see if it's the right candidate to replace CSP and... I'm disappointed. The lag became unbearable towards the end and there was a number of things I couldn’t normally do (or haven't found a way to do them).