Before the stickbug dance there was this.
What compels me to do this? The simple desire to see this man feral on all fours. His legs were made for it and I have the courage, the 3d models and the skills to make this a reality.
Before the stickbug dance there was this.
What compels me to do this? The simple desire to see this man feral on all fours. His legs were made for it and I have the courage, the 3d models and the skills to make this a reality.
So tired of the existence of a current artist. Just wanna be silly and talk with only my fellow internet weirdos, sharing our love for little things that bring joy in our lives.
Forced to go out and socialise, build connections, put up an act of corporate modesty, just for a hope to find someone who needs you.
I had a very unpleasant experience, being told how great and unique my work and style is, being pampered in compliments only to be told that I got replaced before even signing an internship. Just the amount of sucking up that's done is gross.
I worked on a vr movie, it was... something. People were unqualified, I was feeling like running a fool's errand. I fixed their mistakes but had to keep to myself how bad everything was because people who were supposed to know better than me didn't point out the issues. I enjoyed adding the little touches of my creativity into the environment design, working out how everything can be made as low poly as possible. But the whole forced socialisation factor of meetings and such, it drains the life out of me. Just tell me in text, please, you're not putting it to words easier. Oh and yeah, you still haven't paid me for over a month for my last month's work :/
I feel bad, annoying, guilty even whenever I keep pushing myself out there. Shit, reposting my own art is still making me embarrassed. I don't want to do that but at this point, I need to get over it. As flawed I can be I just need to get up. I know that remaining independent from any of those corporate shills is the way, I cannot bear the fakeness there. I don't like how as an artist I'll basically sell my soul to the internet. But that's the preferable option for me.
I think I'll prefer to open my heart for the world of strangers to see than be closed and drowned in fake displays of civility.
A pair of precursors celebrating Halloween in Witties made up dreamscape. They got some ways to decorate their veils for the occasion.
Witness redemption arc but we just place it in bungie ceo's garage and tell it to show us why it is "the first knife"
Had to repost this from my twitter
Witty getting the hugs it deserves on witty hug day <3
Ara's clinging onto this being now for over two months and the obsession is not stopping.
Using the 3d model for reference was so helpful through artblock, it's insane.
Wanna draw more of witty's body, but it got me very in thought. I don't want my headcanons to be too wild, but at the same time...... When I look at the witness and it's species I just see cute white geckos who evolved to be humanoid, what if they had tails and stuff 👉👈 With all those statues being busted up though, maybe they're special lizards, but that's whatever, alien space lizards. Maybe they all were single sexed, like those lizards that are only female and such. Anyways imagine the skin glistening like the inside of an oyster shell.. breaking and shining the light away.. Patterns similar to it's unibrow line running along their bodies, maybe with some dots and such.. I can really ramble on this for much longer but that's enough, I need to get to actually drawing instead of fantasizing.
college is so bizarre, one moment you're deep in work and the other you're drawing a cute mini creeper for homework
October 1st will be the 5th anniversary of Shadowkeep's launch date, AKA the salutations of the Witness to Sol! To celebrate, and just for fun, I'm running a small event on twitter, but all platforms are welcome to attend!
Wanna commit sin. Wanna commit tomfoolery. Wanna draw witty, monsters and ocs. Wanna animate and also do a painting.
Yet stuck with a toothache, an internship and college.
One can never win