Arina!

(RUS)

Привет! Я Арина, художник комиксов и дизайнер из Воронежа.

Мой текущий проект — "Королевы". Комикс-повседневность о восьми волшебных существах, которые попали на землю и вынуждены притворяться семьей, чтобы не попасть в свой родной мир.

Пролог доступен для прочтения — https://telegra.ph/Korolyovy-Prolog-11-23 (Eng version soon!)

А небольшие истории и рисунки с персонажами вы можете найти по хэштегу #Королёвы_комикс

(ENG)

Hi! I am Arina, a comic book artist and designer from Voronezh.

My current project — The Korolevs (Королёвы). Slice of life comic about eight magic creatures that got to earth and have to pretend to be a family in order not to get to their home world.

The prologue is available to reading in russian — https://telegra.ph/Korolyovy-Prolog-11-23 (Eng version soon!)

Korolevs. Second chapter. Pages 1-5

"Thanks for your help today, you did better than usual."

I thought you'd like more time to cope. You started to improve after our little incident. I'm glad that everything is back to normal.

You're happy too, aren't you, Arex (Kuromaku)?

"If I think, does that mean I exist?"

R: —I'm afraid it will change me

🌹— But change is part of nature

———

K: — I'm afraid that one day I'll change

🍁 — But change is part of nature

———

F: — I'm afraid that one day I won't be myself anymore. I will change.

🌾 — But change is part of nature

"Horse"

G — Did you want something, Brolly?

B — Wha..What are you doing?

G — I cook borscht, see?

B — ... Oh! You made a horse! You know, I'm really glad that you've found something to do besides collecting all the junk around. Good job!

G — It's an amulet! And all the other "junk" too!

B — An amulet? From what?

G — Don't you know that this place is cursed? There is no fire burning, candles are going out, Felix's cat behaves strangely at night.. I think we've got some kind of evil spirit and he's messing with us. At the old times, to scare them away, a horse was buried in the ground near the house. But we have a shortage of horses.

G — That's why I bury the wooden horse, it helps for a while. But the spirit digs it out anyway! for the 4th time already! We're running out of materials, Brolly. It's bad. I need your help. Cut the wood horses. Now!

*3 wooden horses later* (The next day)

The end!

Translate — "How long have you been wandering in these corridors? Months or maybe years? Creator, you're trying to leave this deck of cards without understanding the simple truth."

Who knows why, they light the stars? For whom are Moscow windows lit when winter will ends?

🎨Tw: Bright colors!🎨

Drawing of Ivan Braginsky in charcoal