The last icebear.

Sorry for the delay in posting. Had a week or so where I didn’t have anything to post, and fell out of the habit. (It’s that easy!)

Anyway, I finished the picture of Taaq Ulluriittuq:

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I think it came out about right, even though it’s ridiculously permeated by my style.

The description I posted elsewhere with this pic:

ᑖᖅ ᐅᓪᓗᕇᑦᑐᖅ (Taaq Ulluriittuq) out on an iceberg, watching the starless dark.

He usually goes by ‘Starless’ since his given name tends to give others trouble. He lives in Nother in the 28th century, and is the last one of his kind on record. They offered to revive icebearkind by cloning from him, but he didn’t see the point to it—”other folk live just as well as we did”. He moved to a frontier planet and spends most of his nights out on the sea, watching the empty sky.

I suppose that’s not a natural iceberg. It’s probably motorized.

I know it’d be an interesting frontier that would not have a view of any stars… There’s probably some kind of physical barrier to letting the light through, like the dust cloud around Krikkit.

Kit and Muke

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I tried doing a background on this. It just didn’t work out. I tried a couple, actually. But they were all grafted-on kind of things. When I start doing new stuff from here on out I’m going to try and remember to keep backgrounds in mind. Don’t you all forget to remind me.

1st draft [partim] – Piñata.

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I stayed working late, as usual, trying to get the week’s screw-ups sorted out for payroll.

The pile of confetti at my desk got deeper, hour by hour—I didn’t think I’d had so much fall into my mane… But it was a lot of hair, and I was always finding random stuff in it. This just would happen on the day I leave my brush at home.

It was already dark outside. I squinted at my monitor—it took a couple of seconds before my eyes focused on the numbers. “Um… definitely time to go home and sleep,” I said. I clocked out, logged out, and swept the pile of confetti from my desk into the trash bin, which gave me an all-too-clear experience of how stiff from typing my fingers were. Dang, I thought. I’m really going to have to quit doing these late nights. I gave my head one last shake over the wastebasket—at least a dozen scraps of orange and yellow paper fell out of my mane. Dammit, Stevens, I thought, as I stepped out the front door.

It was frickin’ cold outside.

Kohath – final B&W

All right, this is probably the final pencil work on this guy I’ll be doing.

I know 75% of his limbs look out of kilter. But I’ve also been working on them since August, so I probably won’t be able to get them much more right offhand at this level. But maybe I’ll get some cleanup done during accoloration.

Myces 2 – Fenceposts.

Woot! Finished coloring this page… so now I’m done with the color backlog on Myces stuff, more or less, and can focus on coloring the last page and drawing the next.
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The Massage

New story inspired from an old RP.
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Sleepin’ in.

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When I posted this to FA I still wasn’t entirely happy with it. Nevertheless, it’s turning out to be one of my more popular non-adult pieces.

WIP – Hlahtar

So, this is the first draft of linework… not satisfied with it yet, though, want to make it better. At the very least: I’m not sure his body looks like he’s quite resting on his weight; I’m not sure his head is interacting with the pillow properly; I don’t think his head looks properly otterly.

Other suggestions would be great, before I start taking shading to it.

Myces page 3 – Telebuttation

Well, I was wrong about the Magni profile coming next — that honor went to the next page of the satyr comic.

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Another full day

This story was ordered by FA’s saiwolf.
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