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I finished the script for my comic so now I get to reward myself by posting the ocs
Gnyo/surgeon walked in like "Do you want the good news or the bad news" and my stupid ass said bad news. As it turns out, it's more like good news, surprising news
My little girl is growing up🥹 Rune's there too ig🙄
(left is from 2020)
Day 7 - Blodeuwedd
Blodeuwedd is the dark personification of spring and girlhood in Welsh mythology. Blodeuwedd was, like the biblical Eve, created by the divine hand in order to become the wife of the once damned man. She is the flowering of broom and meadowsweet, branches of oak and aspen, embodied nature, enclosed in a woman, born to be submissive. But Blodeuwedd was not like that. She is the personification of spring, but not only blooming and beautiful, but reborn from sleep, she is a blazing life, rebellious and restless, she is a windy evening and a hot May thunderstorm. Blodeuwedd renounced what was intended for her, she independently found a lover to whom her heart was drawn, and then with her cunning and cowardice she killed her destined. The subsequent grief was great - since hers creator was offended and disappointed by her, her destined husband was resurrected and defeated her lover, leaving her alone. The Blodeuwedd was cursed - for loneliness and restlessness, turned into a creature that would not find an ally either among birds or among animals. She became embodied night and predation, cutting the dark air with her deaf cry and restless wings. Only brothers and sisters like her, frightening ghosts scurrying among misty forests, became her family. The maiden owl, not seeing more sunshine, became the personification of a spring night - sheer rebellion and heat, passion and cruelty.
After a certain break, it was very important for me to continue my work. I experimented a little with the density of the pencil, giving the features extra sharpness and danger. Owls turned out ... funny. The facial features are somewhat rude, I lost a little the previous dexterity and now I need to work harder so as not to get lost. In general, I am satisfied with the work, but, you know, not quite :D. Need to work with proportions and not be shy. In general, this is a very simple drawing, it was a pleasure to work on it, but that's not all. Practice, practice, practice, cause I'm completely lost.
Being SO so brave rn and booking a surgery to remove the cyst on my ute. I'm so scared of being sedated but I'm booking it anyway
My silly billys
She is so crazy 🤣