a really big tree
New Rorek drawings. He’s boisterous, daring, tough, energetic, and generally a happy person.
He’s a pilot for a living. He does everything from herding to transport. This often keeps him away from home, but when he is back he prioritizes spending time with his wife, Holli, and daughter, Sanna. His pegasus is a sooty palomino broadwing named Apel.
Let’s hope 2019 is a good one!
I love it so much I had to draw Will
I’m so bad at posting things
wings from the front are difficult to draw
This week my horse spooked himself by hitting himself with a rubber ball, destroyed my brand new sunglasses, and then coliced last night resulting in an emergency vet call. He's fine but like whew buddy cool it with the mischief.
suuuper rough but I like his shapes. I do want to explore other shapes, though. This particular design is a bit old.
Go go go! Sleep is for the weak!
Been doing lots of characters for a little project with Rachel Hastings. What to do with all of them? Throw them on a poster!
A new drawing for my halfling barbarian with all of her shiny new stuff
Met this interesting fellow at the Minneapolis airport a few weeks ago. He started chatting with me because of my big hiking pack. He was a friendly guy and left a strong visual impression. I distinctly remember he had a Hodag on his shirt, and that his shirt was pink.
I always forget to post things here
and I’m already behind on Inktober hahaha
A couple more pony birbs
Not a good time for your heel sling to break! At least the wing straps are holding. Ride ‘em cowgirl!
Inspired by Astrid Goes for a Spin by John Powell on the How to Train Your Dragon soundtrack
A portion of a short story I wrote about Sanna’s father, Rorek:
“Rorek pulled open the creaking gate, and motioned for his pegasus, Apel, to step inside. He took off the leather and wooden saddle, unbuckling the wing straps, and untied the cinch, then rubbed down the back of the pegasus between its wings. The animal squirmed under his hands; half impatient, half relishing the attention.
Then he pulled off his flight vest and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt. While Apel drank deeply from the trough beside him, Rorek dunked his head in the cold water. Once washed, he smiled and ruffled Apel’s mane feathers.”
HES SO CUTE FOR REAL
L.A. has too many taco trucks!