Look, I don't have much to put up on here yet. I'm busy with a whole bunch of tasks that the universe has put on my path. Such are the joys of being a Nomad Wizzard in the 13th Millennium. Anyhow, here are some Arts from my collection of Original Arts.
That first is The Smoker. He's an asshole when you meet him, but mostly because he's depressed.
That's the Politician. He's a wanker who wants the world to turn on his command. His currency is faith and he's gotten real good at trading. Good faith, bad faith - It's all welcome tender. Sweet and tender tender is welcome too, so long as nobody finds out... But even then, there is always spin. That which turns, spins.
That is the Beast. She was once too big to care about the affairs of men. Until the Men chained her. She will growl. She will bite. And if you let her, she will fly and not forget her Savior.
Peace, Love and a Little Madness
Nomad