destiny, writ in flames

'So I sit, pondering, wondering About the moon, the universe, But I'd not be too adverse To have you know: I'm hungering.'

Inktober day 23: Have a drink.

Inktober day 19: Instrument.

Treasure of the Forest Temple, 2020.

Brothers, 2020.

Hei-hoi odotettu nettikauppapäivitys on nyt täällä! 📣 3 uutta zineä saatavilla myös netin kautta! Mukana mun uusi taidekirja, Amnesia-fanizine ja herkullinen tiefling-aiheinen pinup-zine, jossa kuvituksia 16 suomalaiselta taiteilijalta! 🔥

Sarjisosastolta löytyy myös pientä luettavaa kokonaisen 3 julkaisun verran! Velhoilut alkavat pikku hiljaa loppumaan kesken ja uutta painosta ei ole ainakaan tänä vuonna tulossa, kahta muuta on vähän enemmän varastossa.

Nettikauppa on avattu!

Multa on usein kyselty mahdollisuutta ostaa zinejä ja muita tuotteita muutenkin kuin tapahtumista, joten olen vihdoin avannut nettikaupan! Valikoimassa on tällä hetkellä sarjiksia, Cursebreaker-novelliantologia, The Ascended-sarjan eka kirja sekä muutamia alkuperäisiä akryylimaalauksiani. Lisää tuotteita tipahtelee luultavasti lähempänä Kupliita tai viimeistään sen jälkeen.

Toimitus vain Suomeen, ilmaiset postarit yli 50€ tilauksiin.

Magia Lunae, 2020.

Care to pick your card and hear your fortune? Be warned, however - it might not be what you’d like to hear. He just wants your coin, not your peace of mind.

Paladin / Final Fantasy (original design)

Illithid Dreams, 2021.

 But if you ask people who think about things, the answer is vague. Killing a hibernating bear would just feel… impolite? You can’t fucking shoot a man when he’s sleeping, that’s just fucking rude. It’s just not the right thing to do.

 Long before hunting laws were established in Finland, you couldn’t kill a sleeping bear, and what commands you is something older than law: tradition. Even at a time when hunting was a matter of life and death, and a bear fighting for its life is mainly a matter of death, you just didn’t kill a hibernating bear, you have to wake it up first. Hunters risked their lives, the lives of their brothers and everyone in the hunting party, who were friends, family and men that they loved, to give the bear a fighting chance.

 In the modern time, the hunting season of bears is in the summer, for the warmest summer months. There are many reasons for why they are allowed to tread safely in autumn and to sleep in peace through the cold months, almost all of which are rational and scientific, and do not touch the old traditions.

 Old faith says a living thing has many souls - henki, luonto, itse. Plants only have one - the one that wills them to grow. Animals have two, both the spark of life and nature that enables them to act. A human being also has the third, one that makes them a person, personality, itse, literally “self”. But the soul that travels in your dreams is not the soul that defines a human - animals have that one as well. When your dog runs in her sleep, her soul is elsewhere, where a dog is needed.

And as much as you wouldn’t stab your fellow human in their sleep, you wouldn’t stick a spear into a sleeping bear. And in case the bear hunt was successful, you’d hold a (drink-laden) wake for the bear to see its spirit off into the afterlife just as you’d do for a deceased human.