| Not like I'm an artist. I don't draw well, nor do I do anything else artsy very well. However, I am very partial to sitting around drawing things, and here you get to be put through all the crap I've sat around and drawn. Lucky for you, I'm not able to show you my journals, which are my pride and joy. |
| Hammo, upon hearing of his sons' deaths, went to his brother. However, hours before he signing a truce, his brother's general killed him by stabbing him through the chest with a spear and letting him drown slowly in his own blood. The two women in the lower right are Hammo's oldest daughters, who came to help him and were thrown by Haylar's soldiers onto the rocks and eaten by snakes. |
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| These are taken from my work of Recanian folk history, D� Nokai, which means The Book. Hammo was one of the first Recanians, and he was encouraged by his wife to start a war against his brother Haylar; it was the first war of Recanae. His two oldest sons were captured by Haylar's troops and executed by being torn apart by horses, thus sending their grief-stricken father to run to his brother in apology to surrender. |
| After Hammo and his four eldest children were killed, Haylar's troops went on a rampage into Hamom's territory. They found his home and hanged his wife, also whipping or killing many of Hammo's younger children. They had already fired the buildings by the time Haylar realized what had happened, and he was too late to prevent any of the destruction. |
| Originally intended as the execution of Hammo's sons, these turned out to be the best horses I'd ever drawn, so I didn't have the heart to erase them. Behold, Rinald and Dalus! And I dunno what it means either. |
| Loosely--and very loosely--based on a David Bowie song called Velvet Goldmine, this sketch is actually about five inches long as compared to my larger works. This is the final sketch in a series about a mermaid named Velvet who is captured and, um, tied up in a hole in the ground. Something to that effect. |
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| Terminal Frost depicts a vast underground resivoir, intersected by four channels, each of which is framed by two pillars (four are visible). Also visible is the great waterfall from which water once entered the great well, but everything is bounded by ice and decay. Each pillar apparently once contained a barred window into a low opening, but only one remains intact. Within this cage sits, cross-legged, a hairless figure who is largely withdrawn into itself. The inscription on the pillar are the words to the Pink Floyd song A New Machine Pt. 1. |