[Art] Art Fight Cuties

Cutie versions of some of my characters for ArtFight!




[Art] ArtFight Reference Sheets

I’ve been busy the last couple of weeks getting ready for ArtFight. I may add more characters later yet, it’s so fun to make sheets for them! Here are just a couple (not all) of the images I’ve done for my characters. I can’t wait to start drawing everyone’s characters too!

Now that these guys are done(ish), I’m going to get to work on some of my other projects — I have two POPs primed and ready to sculpt, and I need to figure out what kind of reborn I want to try making.

[Art] Ice Dragons

Two more Ice dragons!

I did primer on the POPs, and my baby kits arrived today so I can start on those soon too.


[OOC] It’s Art Season!

Summer is when I have time to work on all of my various art projects. I have a lot this year, realistically I know I won’t get to all of them but I like having lots of stuff to swap between so I don’t get bored.

I probably won’t be writing every day, though I’ll still be doing the weekly character story at the very least.

Fleece bears – Simple non-jointed bears that I can put into my shop.

Paperclay plush – Plush with paperclay head and paws, I have some plastic skeletons so they are poseable.

Custom POPs – I have two bases, but I haven’t decided yet what I want to do with them.

Reborn dolls – I have two doll kits ordered. I’d like to experiment with sculpting and air-dry paints with one of them, so I can do more fantasy babies. There’s a shortage of them!

Canvas – I have a few canvases and I’d like to try doing some paintings, maybe follow a Bob Ross episode because there were a couple I really liked.

Digital art – I want to keep drawing more of my Ice dragons, I have a lot that need art!

[Art] Ice Dragons

Two more Ice dragons. Slowly working my way through all of them.



[Art] Ice Dragons – Fala

I’ve got a bunch of new Ice dragons since the last time I drew, so I figured I should start drawing them too. This one is named Fala! You can’t really see the wind on a white background though.


[Story/Art] Character of the Week – Auryanne

[[ This week’s character is Auryanne the sun dragon. She has actually had three incarnations: I originally created her as a character in a D&D game in high school. As the rest of the party were very powerful high-level characters, she was allowed to be a gold dragon who assumed a human form. Then, for many years she became a sort of personal avatar for online and drawings. This is how she appears in the drawing on this post — she is a cross between a traditional western dragon and an eastern style dragon, and is allied to the sun. Lastly, she became the avatar of the sun god in Ka’arthadia, my fantasy setting. That is the version I decided to write about! ]]

“Look, Sacha, she’s coming.” The little kiraal, scarcely old enough to walk on her own, squinted skyward. In one hand she clutched a brightly colored pinwheel, tied with ribbons that fluttered in the warm summer breeze. Their little market was crowded with people, all dressed in white and gold in celebration of the festival. The delicious smells tickled Sacha’s nose — roasted meat, sun-warmed citrus fruits, and sweet fried dough. As the hour approached noon, the brightest point of the longest day, every face turned skyward for a glimpse of her — Auryanne, exalted of Aurilahn.

Sacha had a book which showed a picture of the dragon, her lithe sinuous form wrapped in scales of purest gold. Her shining coils, wrapped around one another, formed the sun, her eyes bright and gentle. This was the first year that she was old enough to go to the festival and see her — really see her, not just in a book. She’d been counting the days for weeks, and now it was about to happen.

A rush of air announced the dragon’s arrival, then her shadow briefly eclipsed the village below, racing over the tents and buildings as she soared overhead. Sacha couldn’t even breathe, so taken was she by the size and majesty of what she was seeing. She didn’t know something so big could even exist in the world, her massive leathered wings outstretched nearly covered their entire village. Then, just as quickly, she was gone, her gleaming form receding into the horizon. The villagers cheered and shouted, waving their banners and ribbons, but Sacha continued to watch the dragon as it flew further away. One day, she vowed, she would become a priestess and her warmth would bless her every day, not just during the summer festival.

High Priestess Sacha lay a hand carefully on the resting dragon’s side. Each overlapping scale was larger than her hand, with the appearance of perfectly burnished gold, the edges fading to brilliant white. A gentle warmth emanated from her enormous body, coiled in and around itself as she rested. At Sacha’s touch, the skin beneath the scales flinched and shuddered slightly. “What troubles you, Empress?”

The dragon’s head lay behind her on the cool floor of the temple, and the eyes slowly blinked their double eyelids to regard Sacha.

“Forgive my asking,” Sacha said, lowering her gaze. “But I thought–”

She spoke, her voice deep and rumbling as a distant storm, yet still gentle. Sacha thought she sounded like her mother’s voice just as she was at the edge of sleep — calming, and comforting. “I cannot hide anything from you, can I?”

Sacha smiled despite herself, and the dragon stretched, her head lifting from the floor to better see the priestess. “You are right. I worry about many things. I worry that my son will not be prepared to take my place when I am gone.”

There had been many meetings among the priests on that subject, many theories and papers Sacha had read attempting to explain the phenomenon. No dragon could bear young, but Auryanne had undergone the Concordance while egg-laden, and thus her unborn hatchling was ascended as well. Arakhet was young, brash, and impetuous, and while some of that was surely due to his age, it concerned many of the priests as well. Where his mother was serene, gentle, and soft, he was harsh and loud. His midnight black scales were tipped in gold, a bold visual contrast to his mother’s as well. Sacha did not wish to appease Auryanne with pleasantries, for the dragon would surely see through them. “Yes,” she confessed. “It troubles many of us as well. I can only hope that age tempers him.”

The great dragon exhaled a sigh, sending the banners fluttering. “Do you know of the situation in the south?” she asked Sacha.

“Not in detail,” said the kiraal. “I know only that the temple of Miraluna stands empty.”

“They scrabble and claw over each other like insects for the opportunity.” The dragon’s bright gaze was focused somewhere in the distance, far outside the temple. “I worry we may not yet have seen the end of it.”

Sacha turned an ear back, puzzled. “But the gods must choose. It doesn’t matter what the uhlkhem try.” At least, that is what she and all the other priests believed, had been recorded for centuries past. But a dragon’s knowledge was far greater than all of theirs; after all, she had lived it first-hand.

“The gods must choose, but that does not mean their hand cannot be forced. There are some among my kin who would stop at nothing to seize hold of the southern plains.”

The kiraal’s eyes widened with the realization of what the dragon was saying. Such an attack was unheard of, would surely escalate to warring among the dragons. “Please, say nothing of this to anyone,” the dragon rumbled, laying her head down upon the stone once more. “It is only the rambling of an old woman. Please, let me rest, Sacha.”

She nodded, bowing low before the dragon. “As you wish, Empress.” She hurried out of the chamber, her heart heavy with worry.