Vigistry Gallery 2008
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On the Windowsill of Life
Sadly, this pixie's petal dew deliveries have come to an end. I wonder if that goblin's mama condones this or if she's going to bark at him to wash his hands now.
Succubus Centura
Centura delivers hell on earth— or heaven in hell, rather. Finally a solo picture of her, and what better way to celebrate this than with a closeup of her bare ass? Despite the nudity, this pin-up is actually a censored version of the original, which to date hasn't been published. With Centura breaking the succubus ground, it was only a matter of time until Bluette wanted a piece of the action, too. I think she's jealous of the moody redhead's new-found popularity: one of my most popular and widely viewed pictures, Succubus Centura has appeared in G.A.S.P. and Heavy Metal Magazines.
The Witcher: Striga
One day I decided to enter a Witcher art contest for the hell of it. (I've never even heard of the game!) I think it has something to do with laying women and collecting nudie trading cards but nonetheless, pictured is a creature called a striga, which looks like Street Fighter II's Blanca on a really bad day, and she is the result of a curse placed on Princess Adda for being a child of royal incest. So with the striga being denied sanctuary in its tomb at dawn, the curse is broken as demonstrated in this sequence. Now, if you're playing the American version of this game, sorry, you can't handle the bare butt, so a gown magically appears on the princess where there was no gown before. The above makes more sense, unlike nudie trading cards.
After Them!
A scene from Crossroads of Souls in which Good vs. Medieval make their escape from a Skullduggery fortress. Determined to stop them, Demon Queen Centura enlists the body parts of some skeletal vagrants and fuses them into an undead beast named Necrogantus. His ride steaming with magical residue, Lord Critikul hops aboard and adjusts his robe, tattered from battle, as a gesture of renewed confidence. Good vs. Medieval will be his.
Warning Signs? What Warning Signs?
It appears the seed of a demonic plant has germinated inside the body of a nameless victim and is now ripping its host apart. An improvisational piece where one lumpy mass led to another. Drawn on a leisurely basis, most of it was done on location. It's funny when spectators are programmed to say "nice" about my work.