Near Dark is one of the most viscerally enjoyable, deliciously textured vampire movies I’ve ever seen (up with 30 Days of Night for excellence in nasty-ass vampiredom), up until the last 10 minutes, which gave me cavities. Hurk blurk cute morality.
Here’s some rough fanart for the horrendously sexy Diamondback; more should come in the future. Next time, her hair will be more accurate (i.e. bigger).
Some ink experiments, which ultimately ended in my making up with my long-abandoned crowquill; a whole bunch of irritable Asian girls (and one with a hungry stole); and some really rough sketches while planning/waiting for a watercolor to dry.
If I ever had a clothing line, I would name it, aspirationally, “Fashionable Vampire Kids.” (The boy doesn’t seem to be trying too hard, but I’m sure whatsername wrestles him into dapperer form whenever she can manage it.)
Sketchdumps, then and now. Reverse chronological order: digital pencil sketching for destressing this weekend; bendy ladies from Dec. 2013; and June 2012 leftovers. I really want to do something still with the embroidering onna and the harpything.