ThesaArt

This mask given by god, it breathes and moves within its bounds. Do you wear the mask to contain the pulse that isn't fully yours or do you throw it away? Is this a gift or a mockery of your desires, of your wish to love? This fear you feel is that what elation truly is? A fear that sits deep inside your bones that emerges at the worst of times. In tragedy we find comedy, that's what makes a fool and your gift is this mask that is fully yours. Oh what cruel fate you where dealt but here do not cry after all this is your price. And now go and make THEM smile.

I got inspired by the beautiful knight character design @macksarts made of Caine

He was here before any of us. Just how did he never abstract?

TADC character from my memory

thank youuuu i love my fanky shapes

I made demon/monster designs for Majima and I really wanted to do more, so next is Mine. Like with Majima i took his tattoo as my main inspiration. I love that Mine has the Kirin and i adore how important the mythological creature is to Mines entire story. That's why i made him a Kirin centaur with a mane and tail like golden fire. It was important to me that he looks regal and almost divine with endless riches surrounding him, creating a pool beneath his hooves that slowly fills with blood dripping from his hands. His actions create boundless fortune but trap and drown him in turn. But then a light breaks through the endless blackness. And this light makes the proud and cold creature reach his hands out towards the comforting hue. Offering not just his riches but also his blood in pure and complete loyalty

With each new step blood red petals flow from split flesh. Hands bound to direct the demons yellowed fangs and bloody claws against new and never ending faceless souls.

"My my haven't seen you in while." Says the moon to the man. "I wondered if you'd still remembered my little game." "Oh well of course I'd never miss such spectacle." "Ha, I see shadows don't hide lies. So tell me fool, why are you really here?" "Oh why to play a game of cards, say my dear moon do you fancy a round?"

Glittering mask, red ribbon covered white and a puppet in between this dance. Back and forth, smiles and frowns. Blackness highlights pressure and indecision. What time the puppet had is surely running out.

Wearing ones own skin