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See I told you I was working on something UTTERLY different. #randomcats
I guess I never shared this on here? Well, awhile back I drew @therustyquill's character #JanePrentiss as a present for a very swell artist and all around nice guy. She's from the amazing #MagnusPod so please check it out if you love horror. Process here: https://t.co/8oskYPTEpF
@misanthropemike @jason_brant @InnaEffress @dlbowman76 Thanks Mike. https://t.co/ELIDjIrZHZ and here's 4 of the most recent book covers I did the art for. I just screencapped Amazon etc quickly but the portfolio has some larger examples of my work. I was also the layout artist for the last one, other people laid out the first 3.
Thinkin' about Each-Uisge, Kelpies, River horses and such.
Art by unita-n, LiigaKlavina, and Alexandrevla on deviantART.
The planted stars, the joy beyond
The fields of seed and the time dying flesh astride,
The heavens, the heaven, the grave, the burning font.
In the far ago land the door of his death glided wide,
And the bird descended.
Dylan Thomas, A Winter's Tale
And then did we, the seven, start from our seats in horror, and stand trembling, and shuddering, and aghast: for the tones in the voice of the shadow were not the tones of any one being, but of a multitude of beings.
Shadow-A Parable by Edgar Allan Poe
Lie dry, rest robbed, my beast.
You have kicked from a dark den, leaped up the whinnying light,
And dug your grave in my breast.
Dylan Thomas, How Shall My Animal
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them—She was the Universe.
Darkness, Lord Byron