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Finished artwork for Rose LaCroix’s upcoming novel, “The Linen Butterfly”
Because it's the holiday season. And Taursday.
Here’s an adorable cerby for everyone
I saw pythos_cheetah’s submission for Draw Cerberus Day, and I immediately took a special interest in the two-headed tiger and thought that he deserved to be developed into a proper character. I’m thinking this tiger is some kind of tech journalist.
Kurt, for this month’s full moon
Not to give away too much, but this is an important scene in the Metroburg story.
So a friend and I were having a conversation about that infamous potato salad Kickstarter, and how it reminded him of my magic potato farming hyena, Star (NSFW). So then I imagined Star calling up this guy and offering to supply a few sacks of his “special” spuds.
A lot of those backers may need to start buying custom clothing in the near future…
For the full moon: My favorite werewolf, Trice, and a few beers
I needed some practice drawing ringtails. Threetails suggested doing a mockup of a swimsuit ad with various procyonids and helped a lot with the poses and composition.
Been feeling this way a lot lately.
(Another Metroburg character. Now that work is picking up on Metroburg again, albeit in a slightly different direction from before, I feel more confident in posting more character concept ideas and whatnot.)
In our universe, Kevin Green (may be changed later) is a washed-up ’80s TV actor, but the world of monsters (Brian and Rachel’s universe), knows him as Saint Kevin, last of the humans and founder of Kevinism, the most popular religion in the Western world.
Saint Kevin preached an electrifying and revolutionary new way of understanding the universe, stressing the importance of “being awesome and doing awesome things”, “not letting those grouches get you down”, and “enjoying the advantages of having white skin and perfect teeth”.
He is also known for the miracles he is said to have performed. He once granted the ability to walk to a crippled horse, who unfortunately a week later broke its ankle in a dance competition. In another instance, at a party, he miraculously transformed the tap water into OK Soda, which impressed no-one and upset a few partygoers who demanded he change it back immediately. Perhaps most famously, he once fed 5,000 of his followers by exploiting a typo on a Pizza Hut coupon, and that is why there are no Pizza Huts in that dimension anymore.
His unyielding charm and charisma captivated the hearts of millions, who regularly flocked to the stadium, public square, or whatever structure he decided to stand on and ramble for six hours, until one day he disappeared just as suddenly and mysteriously as he had arrived. Unfortunately, most of those people were too fixated on his outward charisma and didn’t really pay attention to what he had to say, and once he had disappeared, everyone pretty much forgot what he was talking about and went back to watching television and eating leftover pizza.
But the world never forgot about Kevin, even if they couldn’t quite remember what his point was. Or whether he actually existed. Today there are Kevinist churches on every continent (including the one that went missing for a couple weeks), and his influence is felt in just about every aspect of modern life. Unfortunately, decades of corruption and adaptation decay have allowed the superficial image of the messenger to overshadow his message, and replaced the original notions and rituals of Kevinism with a deliberately vacuous doctrine of Awesomeness™, dripping with smarmy populism, mindless slogan-chanting, and hints of casual racism.
On the plus side, though, the guy did have really–I mean, really nice teeth.