Cute stuff ahead (hopefully)

'Like a La Garçonne Snake'

Cross-Instrument Pieces, Chapter 1, Scene 1

"As he settled on the flat roof of the daffodil that's not quite, legs thrown over and chest upright, he finally let a wistful sigh escape, to the brisk air, where it altered to steam. Soon the frigid breeze would make itself known, what with his chest fur hanging free and prone, but until then, he would settle back and enjoy this deserved minute of rest.

"O, Saint Louis," he whispered to the air, lip bitten and pupils aware. "I've been to many a place embellishing elegance like a La Garçonne snake, yet you, o’ you, never even tried, yet here you are, and as the days lag by, you deliver a mural that could make any gentleman cry."

True to his pondering, a lone tear gathered at the edge of his wink, trailing down, languid and sluggish, crystalizing into an amber nugget. Black and grey and indigo, splashed over by all-encompassing gold, lilac, bordeoux and Windsor tan, leaving behind a sliver of cyan, creating a canopy so serene, Hephaestus couldn't forge a scene so clean.

"Why not?"

Mordecai nursed the warm cup in his hands, contemplating how to best explain his point. "Because it's ridiculous. Doing so would generate an overabundance of goods that the system is simply not made to tolerate."

He raised the cup to his lips, savoring the way the warm liquid wetted his tongue, and for a moment, he almost missed the way Roark paused in his reply.

"...Well, they can always compensate," said the tabby, stabbing his fork into the stack of pancakes and raising the skewered folds to his mouth. Surely he wouldn't-

He did.

With mortified shock - as well as a hint of genuine awe - Mordecai watched as Roark made quick work on the otherwise hefty breakfast meal. He had never seen such a feral and disgusting display, the way drops of maple syrup would sputter and scatter all across the bartop. Surely, the meal weren't so delicious as to los3 yourself in you base instincts?

Amidst the gorging, Roark seemeted to stop, considerimg his partner-in-meal.

There be legs y'all.

Well, guess I am making this a journal or something.

In my next steps of my digital art pilgrimage, I decided to up the ante and really focus on pushing the limits of my creativity. While Angry Rocky was used as a stepping stone, Embarassed Rocky and Joyous Rocky as a way to iron out the kinks, and Flirty Rocky to really settle in, these next two was all about perfecting the little things.

Curious Rocky was made with 2 objectives in mind - to get a grip on how cloths and texture creased and behaved on bodies, so you know I had to let his winter outfit free of his closet. I also decided to practice shading and lighting, since good creases kinda beget better lighting practice, after all.

Mania Rocky was a continuation of the lighting studies, but instead of investigating how light interacted with the outside of Rocky, I decided to use lighting to play with his inner core; an extreme emotion, supported by fire and ash, cinders and smoke. I'm quite proud of this, even though that fire leaves *some* to be desired. It's still pretty good for a first-timer.

Next up on the list, I will be leaving the focus on emotion on the backseat, and turn my attention to activities through which more complex feelings could manifest. Playing the violin and the depiction of Eating are both perfect ways to push my studies further and who knows? Maybe become half decent too, by the end!

FOXTRAPPER Pt. 1

Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

Well, guess I am making this a journal or something.

In my next steps of my digital art pilgrimage, I decided to up the ante and really focus on pushing the limits of my creativity. While Angry Rocky was used as a stepping stone, Embarassed Rocky and Joyous Rocky as a way to iron out the kinks, and Flirty Rocky to really settle in, these next two was all about perfecting the little things.

Curious Rocky was made with 2 objectives in mind - to get a grip on how cloths and texture creased and behaved on bodies, so you know I had to let his winter outfit free of his closet. I also decided to practice shading and lighting, since good creases kinda beget better lighting practice, after all.

Mania Rocky was a continuation of the lighting studies, but instead of investigating how light interacted with the outside of Rocky, I decided to use lighting to play with his inner core; an extreme emotion, supported by fire and ash, cinders and smoke. I'm quite proud of this, even though that fire leaves *some* to be desired. It's still pretty good for a first-timer.

Next up on the list, I will be leaving the focus on emotion on the backseat, and turn my attention to activities through which more complex feelings could manifest. Playing the violin and the depiction of Eating are both perfect ways to push my studies further and who knows? Maybe become half decent too, by the end!

in the last couple of weeks, I've been on a sort of a digital art pilgrimage, trying to learn the secrets of this craft. My goal was to reach a level where I could start adding original art to the chapters of my fics, of course, and since my current focus is a Lackadaisy fic of mine, I decided to use Rocky as my 'muse'.