I’ll just answer this in public since I’ve got a couple of these inquiries over the time.
At present, there’s no place to buy prints of my art. The reasons being that a) I’m a bad salesman, and b) I don’t want to get into the legal intricacies of selling fanart.
The situation might change, but I wouldn’t hold my breath.
However, if you want to print a piece my art yourself (for private use, of course) or even get it printed at some local/online printing company, I’d be happy to provide a high-res file for you.
Just send me an email, or put your email address in an ask.
If you’d then looking to give something in return for my art-farting, you can drop something in my Paypal donation box if you want. But really, that’s set up just because someone specifically asked; I’m not running an actual business.
Jean Tannen, Locke Lamora, Sabetha Belacoros
For you recent followers who might not have seen it yet, Nether Moorwick is a thing I’m making. It’s got to be a fancy thing when it’s on two social platforms, right?
Quick attempt at chiaroscuro
When an artist’s Cintiq has been broken for a month and gets suddenly replaced
As it happens, my repaired drawing tablet should now be in the post as well, so the usual erratic schedule of doodles (and Nether Moorwick) should resume in a timely shortly.
All right, The Qwerty Prophecy’s first ever giveaway has run its course. Those doomed with incoming prints have been notified. Assuming they all confirm in due time, I get to play the overenthusiastic announcer once more, and then that’s it, folks. Thank you all for participating!
Till the next time.
Had to pick up the pencil since my tablet isn’t working. Wasn’t gonna settle for any subject less self-indulgent than the good old ‘faves from reference’.
Commissioned portrait of Diva, the Petit Basset Griffon Vendéen. Rest in peace.
Anonymous: > Step away from the open road and
melt into the shadows with a wall behind your back.
Stand still, stay silent and observe.
Stealthy as a spy, you manouver yourself into someone’s front garden and squeeze against a wall, shrouded in darkness. This is how it’s done; you’ve seen those movies.
Nobody can see you here.
Downside is, you can’t see a thing either. Or is that an upside?
In the same vein, is that a bush or a crouching murderous madman?
Anonymous: > Sheesh what a baby you are. The
station lady made you jumpy for no reason- it
must be the lost dog!
You feel a rush of relief as you figure it out. Of course it’s just the dog, yet here you scurried like a startled mouse. Talk about an overreaction.
(Although you have to admit, leaping over that fence was a awfully cool move.)
One-lastmiracle: > Hurry to stand under the
streetlight where it's lightest and turn to see
whats following you. See if you can offer it the
nuts from the vending machine.
This is no time to be hiding in people’s gardens. You need to see it.
You are now standing under a streetlight, fully illuminated.
You pick one of your newly bought Divine-Smelling Ginger Nuts. Here doggie!
You’re by no means an expert on canines, but you doubt they’re supposed to do that.
Anonymous: > command
Truly, you are a master of comedy. You would pat yourself on the back if you weren’t busy holding a Divine-Smelling Ginger Nut.
And, y’know, staring down a tendril-sprouting shadow monster.
Oh and Nether Moorwick is back from hiatus. Just sayin’
So yeah, the amount of people who don’t mind my drawings popping up on their dashboard has the little kid in me dropping his jaw. Sending an ask wishing good morning to each of you would take almost three hours. Then it wouldn’t be morning anymore; that’s how serious the situation has become.
This is a good point in my life for celebrating stuff like this, considering I’m going to start applying for proper artist jobs for the first time in my life. So after every failed interview, I’ll be able to console myself: “Maybe they don’t like me, but hey, a THOUSAND people want to see what I draw next!”
To let you guys join me in the celebratory business, The Qwerty Prophecy will be holding a giveaway. Drawing-y stuff, since I’m assuming that’s what you guys like around here.
The randomly generated lucky person will receive a free commission and a high-quality print, i.e. they can tell me to draw something and instead of being a lazy bastard, I’ll actually do it, and post a tangible copy to them so they can draw moustaches on it.
Two others blessed by the lord of dice will receive a print of their choosing, from any of my previous non-commissioned drawings and fanart.
To enter, reblog this post. Each reblog counts as an entry. The giveaway ends on SEPTEMBER 5TH. I will contact the winners via the ask box; if their box is closed or their reply takes over 24 hours, I’ll re-roll. After the announcement of the winners, the prints should arrive as soon as the printing company and the mailman allow.
Okay folks, I’ll be leaving to India for 3 weeks. So if you don’t hear from me, it’s not due to my terrible socialising skills this time.
In today’s adventure, the entire city of London contained one single copy of Rogues, buried inside one of the uninventoried piles of book crates at a giant Foyles on the other side of town.
HOW did I manage to not play The Stanley Parable before?
YOU SHOULD ALL GO PLAY THE STANLEY PARABLE
or like at least watch a let’s play
it’s wonderful, and very meta
Actually no, don’t watch a let’s play
The capacity to make your own decisions is a huge thematic element of this game. There’s no way it’ll have the same impact if you don’t experience it yourself.
(Maybe watch the let’s play parody trailer?)