I have, including double-sided cards and tokens, illustrated 206 cards for my cube with custom Magic cards. I printed them, cut them, and put them in sleeves. There are 14 cards shown here, illustrated by other people that I covered. Some were illustrated by my niece and nephew and one by my own child.
Putting them next to one another really let it sink in why this took a year of work.
It feels so strange, this. It's not world changing, I would go so far as to say it's not even that important. I did this to have a fun day of magic with my friends and to try out if I can come up with working mechanics that are fun and don't break anything.
I am proud of myself. But after this, I feel kind of hollow. I have squeezed so much of myself into this. Into a project that will probably entertain 8 people for an afternoon. Afterward, it will probably fade into the background.
Strange how the time a creative process takes is in no way related to the time it takes to consume it.
