Shroom Man (?)
For this one, I genuinely have no idea why or what. Why is this mushroom man (?) eating/reading my books? I don't know; your guess is as good as mine. The reason behind this one is lost to time.
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Shroom Man (?)
For this one, I genuinely have no idea why or what. Why is this mushroom man (?) eating/reading my books? I don't know; your guess is as good as mine. The reason behind this one is lost to time.

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Invisible
A little animation experiment thingy that started a simple study on glossy surfaces. This one brought poor Krita to its limits. I was apparently fighting this thing for 5 hours, with Krita needing several seconds to update any change due to the sheer number of filter layers at play. Krita was NOT made for this. This whole experience has made me want to get into 3D sculpting, so that's something I'm looking forward to in 2026!
Salt Island
A little sketch of an "island" in the salt flats. Yes, those are a thing. What isn't a thing is little people living in them; I don't believe anyone lives there; it would be a logistical nightmare to keep a whole town up in such an inhospitable and isolated place. Its fun to imagine it though.
Invitation
Meeting the local bog witch and their humble sunken shack.
I don't remember what prompted me to make this one. I think it was just one of those spur-of-the-moment ideas, something that comes straight from the primordial ooze of the subconscious. What I do remember is planning to make this part of a bigger project, but I never got around to it. So now it sits as it is. But who knows? There's no reason for me to abandon what I left. Maybe some day, I won't promise anything though.
Here is a timelapse of the process.
Erosion
Unwavering and unmoving, chained against the flow, dissolving and sinking hidden in the depths.
This one is a long—long overdue piece for Halloween. It's been so long that I'm not entirely sure why I didn't post it back then; I can think of some reasons, but none really feels relevant. It did need some work, though; composition is a bit of a mess, but I can't really do much about that, and the color balance was hard to make sense of. Either way, sharing it in this state is better than keeping it to myself for so long I forget what I was to do with it.

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Naga dunes
Since the last sketch only occupied half a page, I had to fill the rest with something, so here's a little naga settlement!
Naga Folk
Been really busy lately. I've only had time to do little graphite sketches with no real intention than to burn some dead time. So... here's a naga creature!
Traveling Merchant
Things have been busy, but I got blessed with a bubble of time, with my old sketchbook and pencils calling my name. So I made this! Just a little sketch—trying my hand at some character design™.
ANOXIA
Dust as air, salt as soil, stone as timber—the world melts as its dry rim embraces the scorching sun.
Behold! For you stand before the desert where I came from! You can even see the rock from which I crawled out of from here! Capturing this landscape was on my bucket list for years, and now I can finally check it off. It was meant to be another wacky experiment with digital media but ended up becoming a 9-hour-long project.
Here is a timelapse of the process! I'm open for commissions!
Queen of the Hill [Artfight]
Last Art Fight attack of the year! It wasn't meant to be the last. But I got got this week. And so this year I go defeated, an absolute shame. Here's the Artfight link
Here is a timelapse of the process.

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DPJ Cabinet Ghoul
!!! WARNING !!! A cabinet ghoul has been spotted in your area. Lock your doors and windows and avoid going to the kitchen alone at night. Do not startle the cabinet ghoul if encountered.
Another anatomy practice sketch, this one extra ghoulish.
Lazy Thursdays [ArtFight]
Another day, another dollar.
I had a ton of fun playing with the dithering and posterizing filters here. This is a piece i made for someone an ArtFight! Check it out here!
Truck Mafia
It's been a while since I've done anything large with lineart, and even longer since I've spent this much time on a single illustration. I made this as an excuse to play with watercolors, or at least digital watercolors, just something to get me out of my comfort zone of chunky oil paints, but I've been working on this thing for so long that I forgot about that original intention midway through and picked up the oil brushes. Since water and oil simply don't mix, it ended in quite the mess, so I had to crank up the eye candy to 11 to hide it. That's the thing with experiments; sometimes they lead to train wrecks, and you have to get the glitter out if you want to salvage them. Since I've spent so long on this thing, I decided to do something I don't usually do, and that is write some text for it! Usually, with illustrations, I figure out the characters' deal as I lay down paint, just to have something for my brain to chew on, but I never have a reason to write it down. So I thought, why not give it a shot this time? At least to get something out of what I've been chewing for so long. So here's the result:
Truck Mafia—that's the only discernible marking anyone remembers after seeing this cryptid behemoth of a truck. Seemingly coming out of nowhere, word of an imported, heavy tractor truck doing freelance work spread around the establishing oil companies and timber mills, yet nothing was known about the owner and driver behind it, as it seemed to never stop for anything but refueling.  Not willing to miss the opportunity to make use of a transport of such weight in the newly establishing area. A few contractors decided to break the ice by predicting the path it would take off of local sightings, then contacting the owner of a service station on its path to get the contact information of this elusive freelancer and—both as proof and out of curiosity—take a photo of them.  And there they were, wearing nothing but an oversized sweater, cold-blooded yet seemingly unbothered by the cold, effortlessly transporting the logs that had paralyzed a local timber mill because none of their trucks could get them out.  Once this information was known among contractors, work offers with generous wages started to pour in, as every local company had a need for a heavy truck capable of handling oversized loads.  Truck Mafia then became the oversized truck to pick amongst the local companies. The nickname stuck, as it seemingly disappeared overnight, with no apparent home or garage where it belonged, simply appearing where it was needed. The only places where it was seen with no load were parked at local convenience stores, as if it were a regular pickup truck.  Still very little was known about its driver, although with time, bits and pieces of information started to shape up their reality: The reason why they seemed to never stop and appear out of nowhere was because they simply lived inside their truck, parking wherever the dusk caught them for the night, something unheard of in such a hostile environment, and even less so in a truck with a plain cabin. How they manage this is still a mystery, since few have seen the interior of the truck. The only time when they may stay anywhere that is not the truck is whenever it is put under maintenance, renting a room at a hotel and hitching rides to move around until they can get back on the mud.  Almost no one knew their name, and most simply called them "Truck Mafia" while referring to them and the truck, yet the few people that saw them regularly started to call them "Maffy", as a short form of "Truck Mafia," appropriately blending truck and driver into one entity.  Where they came from is unknown, yet it's likely that they held this style of life there before arriving, as they mentioned that a reason for why they had moved alongside their truck and everything they owned, was to find better-paying jobs across seas, and because they had grown tired of their homeland.  Once the oil rigs started to settle into operation, and more oversized trucks started to appear under their demand, offers started to dwindle. To which, Maffy, after completing a contract on the northern edge, simply kept moving north, towards the newer rigs, repeating the same nomadic cycle.  How or why someone may follow such a lone and transient lifestyle is something one can only truly guess at, as they never stuck around long enough for anyone to get to know them that well.  (This whole thing may or may not be just an excuse for why your character never leaves their truck in SnowRunner, and I've just realized that.)
Embracing Texture
Intangible, multidimensional, vibrant, unique, invaluable, and ever-changing—don't mince yourself; embrace texture.
I can't believe the month I snoozed through was Pride Month. All I can say is life happened; I got burned out, and my body took the toll. It's a day late, but at least I have this to add! Happy (late) Pride Month!
Hunter Raptor
A little anatomy sketch that ended up becoming an experiment with lineart.

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[C] Baphomet's slayer (S)
Commissioned piece! Â I had a lot of fun making this one! There's something about this color palette with the blood and the glistening gold pieces that was very satisfying to render.
Here is a timelapse of the process.
Divine Litter
Damn gods above us and their discarded faiths.
A little sketch, hastily made, since it was only halfway through that I realized that I've been doing very similar pieces every time I got to work on graphite. Next time, I'll remind myself to be more creative than some random mountain landscapes. Also, I've just realized that having a consistent release schedule for the comic was just undoable from the beginning for me, with it being something I do in my free time, so I apologize to anyone who expected more regular updates.