Hecari, part the second

And done.

I started prodding at a sketch from 2006 yesterday, but I cannot decide who these two should be yet. I don't have many robe-wearing blokes in my head, and the only one that springs to mind is lacking in the lady-friend department.

Hecari

As I've likely mentioned in the past, an infrequent hobby of mine is tinkering around with The Sims 2. Armed with a truly alarming quantity of custom content, I constructed all manner of pretty beasties, approximately 98% of which had either pointed ears or horns. One of said pretty beasties was Hecari.

I remember very little about her and have no idea where I put her (or my game disk, for that matter), but dammit if she didn't look good, so I'm drawing someone that looks suspiciously similar to her.

"You've all taken leave of your senses."

Remember what I said about art-rust and Starcraft 2? Well, now I have Civ 5, too. My muse is essentially doomed to shrivel up into a raisin when Cataclysm comes out, so to give it a bit of exercise before then...

...Ismial, looking less than amused. And just because I can:

Curios and Trinkets, part the twelfth

Catching up. Brace yourselves for necklace spam!

Twenty Thousand Dead and Counting!

Wholesale slaughter of Alliance forces in the field is but one of her feminine traits.

Sidhe Has Too Much Time on Her Hands

Dug up from the Steamwick Library employee files:

And I felt like scribbling something this afternoon. Not work-safe until I actually draw her some effing armour (for the moment, I think it'd be a bloody shame to cover it up).

I am horribly rusty. I also picked up Starcraft 2 the other day, so the odds of me cleaning off said rust are marginally worse than a snowflake's chance in hell. Whee!

Not dead, but I do have cookies

Yes, I've been neglecting ye olde blog. Generally when I finish a particularly large painting, my muse goes into hibernation for at least a month afterward, and that's been the case.

I did, however, make cookies yesterday morning. These ones, with several exceptions. I did not let the dough sit around to blend flavours, and I most certainly did not wait two days before breaching my supply. I also only filled some of them with jam. I am not a jam person. I like it in very, very thin scrapings on toast, not sugary blobs. In this particular case, I used some seedless wildberry stuff in similarly small amounts, and liked the results. These really need a tart jam to set them off; they'd be sickeningly sweet otherwise. I'll probably make them again next time there's lemon curd around.

Waiting is necessary after you fill them, but a few hours is sufficient for the jam to soften the cookies (the unfilled ones are very crisp and tasty in their own right--more sandy and less melty). I'll have to see if another day does anything.

The spoon-shaping sounds irritating, but it's not (although I may be biased, since I like doing such things). A bit time-consuming, but that just gave me something to do while one batch was baking. It also had the benefit of making them perfectly uniform in size, so I'll never have to guess at the timing (13 minutes) again. An ordinary teaspoon is perfectly serviceable.

If I have not yet implied it, they're pretty damned glorious.