Dreams of the surface I’m dreaming of the world above. I see them, crawling, suffering.How can they bear this giant glowing eye that burns the skin?They’re stuck here, unable to move up further, surely because of this eye.And yet, when[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Down below the crowd Down below the crowd I keep drawingNot because I’ll be famous, rich or respectedDoesn’t matter to where I’m progressingAs long as kept on scribbling my dreams /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook – Porte-mine sur carnet[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Mona Lisa Fixed There! Much better. /* Krita + Yiynova + Alcohol */ Et voila ! Parrrfait !
Mona Lisa Boooooring…Let’s fix it ! /* Krita + Yiynova */ Allez, je suis sur que je peux faire mieux que le maitre. Y’a plus qu’à ajouter de la couleur
Crown of victory Oh to be crowned by sweet victoryOh to win, against all odds, in excessFar above the others, is it glory?That is not the same, as success /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook – Porte-mine sur carnet A6[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Caveman Commission 2 There’s much sophistication in the paleo-ways, much more than the average joe knows about. Subtle social codes, untold rules, secret ways of crafting. You survive in the (very) old times not because you’re strong, but because you[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Caveman Commission After consuming the blood of a fallen mammoth god to survive a savage fate, this once normal human has become something more. More good or more worse? I suppose we’ll find out. /* Pencil doodle on A6 skertchbook[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Homonculus A bit of flesh, a bit of bones,I’ll create an homonculusA creature that’s me and usSo now we won’t be alone /* Krita + Yiynova */ Un peu de chair, un peu de sangJe crée un homonculus dedansUne créature[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Conclave – Finally! I thought it would never end.– Oh it’s far from over. Now we need to go through the addendums, then the annexes…– Seriously? How long will it…– …then once the committee has deliberated on the validation[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Fultist’s playing The shapeless horde were dancing,to the sound of their own cacophonyMorphing, switching as they goWithout any rhyme or tempoThen one day, one of them stood putStops changing, just playing his fluteNow the horde act as one and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…