This is Theo and he is very very dead. Art Dump!
Art Fight No: #4163625
This is Ema, she’s the mom friend.
Art Fight No: #4163683
I don’t have many drawings of her so her dump is gonna be in a single post.
This is Ruth, my little eclectic witch. You know the drill
First Drawing! Probs 2017 or 2018
She was made for a “Draw a character for this outfit” challenge. It was a casual pastel goth fit.
This is not Ruth, this is Alex, she was Oliver’s cousin, but she eventually was absorbed into Ruth.
Back to your regularly scheduled Ruths! This is probs 2019
This is all from 2021 onward
This is Ruth, my little eclectic witch. You know the drill
Art Fight No: #4152052
This is Felix, he’s Oliver’s boyfriend and I’ll also Art dump everything I’ve made about him.
First drawing! Probs from 2017. His colors a are so faded.
The rest are from 2020 onward
He took a big art hiatus but I still RP’d him from time to time from 2017 to 2019
This is Felix, he’s Oliver’s boyfriend and I’ll also Art dump everything I’ve made about him.
First drawing! Probs from 2017. His colors a are so faded.
The rest are from 2020 onward
He took a big art hiatus but I still RP’d him from time to time from 2017 to 2019
This is Felix, he’s Oliver’s boyfriend and I’ll also Art dump everything I’ve made about him.
Art Fight No: #4152016
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Era 1 I think! This is like 2017-2019 I think.
This was all in the same folder, but there’s other stuff from the same period from some sketchbooks.
Era 2? 2019-2022
Era 3, 2022-Present
And that’s all! At least for now.
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Era 1 I think! This is like 2017-2019 I think.
This was all in the same folder, but there’s other stuff from the same period from some sketchbooks.
Era 2? 2019-2022
Era 3, 2022-Present
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Era 1 I think! This is like 2017-2019 I think.
This was all in the same folder, but there’s other stuff from the same period from some sketchbooks.
Era 2? 2019-2022
Era 3, 2022-Present
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Era 1 I think! This is like 2017-2019 I think.
This was all in the same folder, but there’s other stuff from the same period from some sketchbooks.
Era 2? 2019-2022
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Era 1 I think! This is like 2017-2019 I think.
This was all in the same folder, but there’s other stuff from the same period from some sketchbooks.
This is Oliver, my main OC and one of my oldest ones that didn’t start out as a pony.
And during the following hours I’ll be dumping every single drawing of him I have access to for archival, comparison and nostalgia purposes.
Art Fight No: #4151972
Steadfast as mountains, Pliant like clay. Daughter of Titans. Mother of Fae.
Call her Titania, Or Modron or Rheia. Her name might be Opis, Or Mat Syra Zemlya.
Leto or Ymir? Tiamat, Demeter? Cares not what you call her, She’ll settle with either.
Her skin is all wrinkled. Her teats are all cracked. Her eyes have gone cloudy. Her hair all fell out.
She's haute as she's old, She's hoary as she's wise, She's canny as she's tender And warm as she's proud.
Most of her children have all left and grown. Her nest has laid brise quite some time. So she embraces each soul that seeks for her help With her bony, spindle-like hands.
She nurtures the one that listens and prays With sustenance, health and advice And with utmost attention she watches them play With her dusty ichorous eyes.
But keep your ears open, Hold tongue taut Least you disrespect her And bring forth her wrath.
For the Earth that once birthed you Might seem safe, quaint and droll. Yet, if you dare vex her She will swallow you whole.