Grogpole

Forcing everyone to look at my new psyker Bakara, drawn by kiguri

a tweet by toby fox that says "I didn't try to learn Japanese for a long time because I thought it would be too hard. But now I love learning it and I use it every day. If there's anything you want to learn, don't be stopped by thinking it'll be too hard! Try it! Game-making, music, art, language, anything!"

A woman with tentative footing stands in a tetrahedral crevice cut into the face of an enormous stone wall. With no good handhold, she extends to glance out at a track of rust stains in the textured concrete. Well out of arm's reach, the vertical lines run parallel, marked with empty pairs of holes and the occasion—often broken—rung made of bent rebar. A similar pattern, evidence of a ladder that used to run up the wall, extends down from where she stands, but from her vantage she doesn't see it. She wears a white shawl-like shift trimmed in blue that hangs to knee length on the front and down to her heels in the back. Cut in a triangular pattern, it is an obvious inversion of the nook she inhabits.

CHASM (2000)
Acrylic on Panel - 30" x 20"

I keep a sketchpad next to the bed for recording ideas which arrive as I am falling asleep or waking up... prime time for my "muse channel." 1/2

Art by Noel Sickles (1951)

#KnightsofGuinevere I told you

Vimes would take the ring, then turn to Detritus and say "Detritus. Listen to me. I'm not being funny. If I, for any reason, look like I'm about to put this on my finger, I need you to stop me." "Like those re-strai-nin' techniques you told me about, sah?" "Them's the ones, Corporal." "The ones you told me not to use on account of them makin people's eyeballs pop out like eggs?" Vimes gave him the kind of smile divers will sometimes see in their dreams, big and full of teeth and without even the slightest hint of a sense of humor. "Yes," he said. "Those ones."

The tower fell. There wasn't much funny about it. There often isn't when a thousand tonnes of stone held together with nothing but hate comes tumbling down. The light of the dark lord shattered before the last brick had hit the ground. But he was not, not yet, destroyed. Diminished, yes, but he had been diminished before. He had come back from worse. From being less. All he needed was power. The power of those bound to him. A hooded figure strode between the rubble. "Wraith," Sauron whispered, a voice like a thought on the wind. "My Black Captain. Come to me. Bring me your sword. Your ring. "I'M AFRAID," the figure said, "YOU HAVE ME CONFUSED WITH SOMEONE ELSE." "You have no power over me," Sauron said, and if you tried really hard you might have almost believed it. "I'M SORRY TO SAY I LEFT MY SWORD AT HOME," Death said. "NOR DO I WEAR RINGS. ONLY THIS." A scythe. A farmer's tool. It was no weapon any capable warrior would wield. And yet, at the foot of awakened Mount Doom, his army defeated, the dark lord Sauron laid his eye on the curved blade and for the first time in an age, he feared. "There are heights even someone like you can aspire to, grey rider." "THE LORD OF THE RINGS," Death continued, smiling at the rising sun over the mountains, like he couldn't hear the voice that scratched at the mind. "I DON'T SEE THE POINT OF EITHER. RULING. RINGS. ONLY THE WORK MATTERS. IT'S ALL THAT MATTERS, IN THE END." "Nothing ends." "SOME THINGS DO," Death said. "THIS DOES." He raised his arm, and swung. Once. One swing to end it all, in the land of Mordor, where the shadows lie. "YOU DO."

easiest way to nerd snipe me, apparently, is to go "hey what if vimes was in this situation" at which point i just start writing discworld fanfiction off the cuff

On today's docket: what if lord of the rings but discworld?

A picture of a dark elf with cold grey skin and long flowing white hair, wearing a dusty dark blue sleeveless jacket with silver trims and front facing buckles. Underneath she is wearing a matching bodice, dark breeches, and a white blouse fitted with leather and armor patches on the shoulders. She is crossing her arms wearing leather elbow-length gloves while holding a bollock dagger engraved with the image of a greyhound.

What's a little bit of stabbing between friends ?
#art

In celebration of the #Oblivion remaster, I once again want to direct folks toward the amazing work of Adam Adamowicz. A lot of fans are likely familiar with his work on Skyrim, but it was his concept art for The Shivering Isles that had such an impact on me. #FantasyArt

First panel: A bosmer sits in front of the fire at Cloud Ruler temple. He asks “What is itcalled when you’re so disconnected from reality that cold water feels like nothing and you can barely taste food anymore” Panel 2 has three people replying to the question. Martin Septim in the middle of reading a book, a grey khajiit woman leaning on him, and a tall pale human man who’s smiling in concern. Martin, looking haunted: “Disassociation.” M’rasha, with emphasis: “Locking in.” Cassian: “Thursday…? (Are you guys ok)”

Three mentally ill people that save the world (+ the one normal guy thats worried about them) #ElderScrolls #DigitalArt

Getting into Oblivion again means the Morrowind obsession is also back… #FantasyArt #Anthro

Yaaaaay I'm so glad you like it!!! They were genuinely such a joy to pose up and make look as saintly (evil) as possible!!!

Artight sketch submission of @chickenly.bsky.social and their Darktide Fanatic Haruspex!

Artfight submission of @lulzyrobot.com's Kassidy!

Another Artfight submission featuring @veneratedrot.bsky.social's glamorous Rogue Trader Acadi! #artfight #roguetrader #warhammer #warhammer40k

Artfight submission featuring @pythosart.bsky.social's Lark and my Veteran Sarine! #artfight #warhammer40k #darktide #warhammer

Artfight submission featuring @perithewhat.bsky.social's wonderful Moz! #artfight #fnv #fallout #newvegas

I’m thinking the core plot line of my F! Tennessee stuff is our protagonist trying to map out the “mostly unknown” area for reasons she’s a lil dodgy about at first w/ a modified Mr handy (she’s tech smart like Leanox but has more biology knowledge) and the ghoul guide she hires who knows the area

Max clinging to whatever little luxuries she can salvage (lipstick, prewar clothing) while adapting to the wasteland as best she can by treating it like a challenging movie role, queen of disassociating we stan.

Who needs survival skills when you have heaps of charisma and charm right

Yaaaay I'm so glad you like it! Yeah I thought it would be fun to duo them up as a nice contrast!

And thank you!! I deliberated made sure the environment looked as heinous as possible, pox gas and all lol

Artfight submission of @pythosart.bsky.social Lark and my Veteran Sarine!

Repent!

Attack for Maidfaking on #artfight ! Made me happy to see so many Darktide characters to choose from over there

Playing paper doll dressup with Maris. I like… layers

ATTACK at the maufactorum, for @vatillly.bsky.social! #artfight

With Lark cameo for fun/composition.

Doubling up #artfight and birthday for @deadwooddross.bsky.social!

Our sad ocean world sisters stuck on an oceanless planet

The wealth of Darktide characters on artfight rn has made it much easier for me to find stuff to draw tbh

Here’s some snippets from a random (I’ll upload the full soon)

I really have got to not be doing full pieces for these but I can’t resist

[daydreams]

A stylized knight in red armor with accents of white, black, and blue. He sits on a chunk of broken brick wall holding a massive water-cooled sniper rifle, also painted red.

FINALLY

I've nailed down the final look. Time to do final renders and put this beast in my portfolio.

STOP MOTION PIRANESI???

Image of a humanoid character with the head of a therapsid / gorgonpsid. He is resting his chin on a large, taloned hands and exhaling smoke. In his other hand he is holding a rolled up cigarette. The character is sitting in a field of yellow-gold monstera-like plants.

Bajnok