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Now, then. My internet connection was downright abysmal yesterday through this morning, and Zeldyn finished the last of my commissions (one, two, three, four!), leaving me with a surplus of inspiration and eye candy.
Thus, I hauled my carcass out of WoW for a while to get some art done.
Amongst other things--Mikala and Lady Koszephyrus. He's still being a bastard to nail down, and there's no way in hell my hands are up to inking it at this point, but I'm fairly happy with it overall.
I think my flesh-and-blood portfolio is in need of a culling. Lately I keep coming by this uncomfortable feeling (and it goes double for writing) that the advancement of technical skill is just a goal to stop myself from asking the one question that artists regard in near-universal dread: Do I really have anything left to say?
I used to be satisfied by making pretty things for their own sake. Now, not so much.
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