[artpost xviii]
I'm having an artistic drought at the moment. It's very sad, but I put it down to the fact that I've just bought a house and am moving into it maddeningly soon, and stress fucks up my juice.

Oh, and I'm having epic family problems, too, but the least said about that, the better, I think. It'll work out. Uh. Well, I said that, but. Anyway!

Art. That's what you're here for. Not my life story, 'cause that's tedious. Art isn't tedious! So let's just get straight on with what little we have here and it'll all be peachymarvellous.


Let us start wiiiiiith some crazy-ass "look how this works" thing:


Behold! Pencilwork, all bare and lovely, complete with original textures and all that good stuff. I faffed until I was happy with it, Altaiir's arsely compositionally, and then lobbed it onto Photoshop for....

Colouring!


Behold, gravy! I think neat paintwork and an actual ability to render believable lighting is for pansies. :D :D

Speaking of traditional media, by the way:


I rendered this entirely by hand, colours and all, and proved to myself in one easy manoeuvre exactly why I don't do that. I had to 'shop his nose to a normal size! I made it gigantic. It's fucked up his entire facial anatomy, lol. Also, I started out on the bodysuit rendering the gloss absolutely fine, and then I... assume I got distracted? BECAUSE IT SUDDENLY SUCKS FROM THE WAIST DOWN. Sigh. Never mind. Better luck next time.

PS. This is Zlaijerh. :) THE ARMS ARE DISTINCTIVE

Have some pure inkwork! LOL FURRIES, bee tee double-you:


Amusingly, it doesn't matter what I'm drawing: you can always always always tell what mood I'm in from what I draw and how I draw it. Seriously. I don't think I have to interpret this one for you. This is Dag, by the way.

Inks again:


I'm not sure I want to explain this one. It stands pretty well on its own. Jack and Weiss. They're awesome.

I'm not sure I want to explain this one, either:


I mean, really, it's an artistic motif (in the same vein as the wolves-vomiting-wolves) I've had stuck in my head for a long while (years). Finally had the skill to render it how I wanted it, after several attempts. This one was the spontaneous one. I like the way it came out, pretty much exactly as it was in my head. Consider my lust slaked.

And Bronze got new hair!


He says they're his "Fuck Tendrils". He's such a ladykiller.
PS. OFFICE SUPPLIES ON BROWN PAPER BAG ARE THE MEDIA OF THE FUTURE, JUST SAYIN'

Meanwhile, in Lupieland, I'm thinking of a PROJECT. Curious? Read about it (and comment!) here and here. Sort version: I intend on selling LIVE COMMISSIONS. You heard me. Get in.

As usual, all your comments/filth/abuse/lol are lapped up like a cream-eating pervohound.