Apr. 27th, 2023

kradeelav: Zihark, FE10 (fe)
i've been in a little bit of a, hm, art hibernation? 

others would call it an art rut, but it's the kind of thing where - the pen juices aren't flowing quite as smoothly; and other than stuff i owe people, im not gonna force it. there's plenty of other semi-creative stuff to do and little tasks to catch up on, like coding, responding to comments, reading, the recent gamedev saga, etc.

(i think the rut was kicked off at my anxiety of the laptop being gone during the battery mess - while i could draw okay while it was gone, the thing i really missed most was not having my very curated dragon's hoard of inspiration art/images spanning from at least 15 years ago at hand. sometimes when you want a Very Specific mood, one image helps it along.) 

so last night i had a weirdly fun dream of being in this bookstore, smaller than B+N but similar, you get the idea. i get these dreams a lot, perusing some cool science museum gift shop shelves or anime store (still remember one time there was a whole mini shrine of hellsing merch in this 3-sided room i was SO sad to wake up and realize didn't exist), or bookstore. and then jackpot, in this small undisturbed tiny little cubicle near the floor i spy this remarkably massive stack of 5 zihark doujinshi :D :D 

JACKPOT. imagine a little anime krad doing the victory dance, even. very distinctly, i vividly remember one of the covers of these doujins was this old fanart somebody did in JP fen: 



(apologies for the source, i have no fucking idea where the original was since most of my zihark fanart stash was collected very literally 20 years ago lol. already tried saucenao/google images.) except i remembered this piece in watercolors, weird. 

(- i should do a cute little retrospective of some favorite tellius fanarts of others from way back in the day :D )

anyway some punk was trying to steal these 5 doujins from me when i was getting them ready to check out, and let me tell you, dream krad was gonna THROW HANDS lmao.  (i would loose so bad in a real fight, i'm like three feet and a sneeze of a wind would knock me over) but by gawd the spirit was there, that punk was going to get them over my dead body. regardless, it was lighthearted enough that it was still more funny than not when waking up ... i wish bookstores would still have those old real treasures.

either way it's enough of a little nod by fate saying i need to get on with finishing that zihark doujin, given i was keenly missing my recently acquired dream stash. :) may have given me some ideas for covers.

Custom Text