Can’t hear you over the sound of my slop simmering.
Can’t hear you over the sound of my slop simmering.
Curry is slop and slop is the intersection of ease and flavor.
I’ll echo the response that it could be weighted too far forward, but that could also be used with appropriate arms and head to convey an aggressive posture. If it’s cohesive with other sprites, some detail or shading on the body could be nice.
Thematically and as fanart, I think the composition is a fun interpretation, especially since there is plenty of room for non-canonical depiction. Still think I could have conveyed more of the ever-beating motion of this hour, perhaps with a totally different approach to coloring and with creating some more skillfull static indications of repeated motion. Perhaps a concentric series of light lines around the edges?
Dipped my toe into the laborious well of pointilist shading for the rim of the heartflesh for this one and did a lot more hatching that’s obscured. Good practice.
I feel mid about how this turned out, but I like the composition (could use more figures though) and it’s nice to challengle myself to do a little more stylistic work, in regard to more shape and less detail - also just not a portrait.
Not super convinced by my “watercolor” work on the heartflesh. It’s servicable, but I think it could have worked better with the rest. The pine needle silhouettes are barely passable and I should have taken more time there.
Upon some reflection I can see how some might fill in an obvious line of thinking regarding consuming calories and nutrients. That is only a small part of the underpinning.
Also not really my thing. Hopefully obvious from the whole premise that I’m not kinkshaming anyone, but just to note that this isn’t hornyposting. I’m doing something much more perverse: silly intellectual exercises with a loose grasp of psychology and neurology.
He had some peculiar rizz. But the funniest bits were when he talked to an animatronic skeleton about where the skeleton had vacation homes and they cracked up laughing.
Sitting in the dark explaining to an imaginary interlocuter why people being into vore can be explained by working our way forward from the evolutionary pressures on the earliest cellular life.
This is what you can do with a college education.
I’ve been playing so much Book of Hours recently. I really loved the world of Cultist Simulator and got reminded of it so I took another crack at BoH. The beginning is still a confusing slog of figuring out how it works and what you should be doing. I nearly gave up again a couple times. But then you hit a book that piques your interest and you figure out a way to use the different tools available to you to reliably allow you to crack harder texts and suddenly I am devouring grail lore while I talk to the midwife and we open up the Hush House’s gardens.
The questions I had of the surrounding the various Hours and their names and Names (Different! Perhaps?) led me to some serious experimentation which led me to a super important revelation as to the mechanics of the game. This was both one of the greatest moments of the game for me and a feeling like I’d really wished I’d understood it earlier. It’s a game that requires you to really both increase your capacities by learning things as a character and a player. I think it succeeds at that in a both beautiful and ugly fashion, but it is hard to deny that it works on some level.
I still refer to energy drinks as caffeinergy sauce.
It would be pretty silly of China not to have a cyberwarfare branch.