I love fantasy, drawing, explore worlds created with passion and incredible stuff and creatures.
Actually my job is about 3D printing, commission paiting and other service for roleplay, wargaming and collection.
What I do:
miniature paiting
illustration, character and creature design, aceo and small traditional art piece
COMMISSION: 2D closed, for 3D commission (print or paint) check my website!
REQUEST: CLOSED
TRADE: ACEO trade are ok, send me a note
To contact me send a note (slow answer probably), check my social or send me a mail at dragon.s.works@gmail.com for any questions
Hey there! How's it going? I wanted to thank you for the watch! I really appreciate your support and hopefully you'll enjoy my future works 😁
Have a great day and stay safe!
Hello! All good here, and you?
You are welcome ^^ your works are great and I always appreciate sono well designed relistic pokemon. The mix with medieval japan sound so good, cannot wait to see more of the comic!
Have a great day you too ^^
Thanks for the llama. 😍
I knew a llama once. Complicated fellow. Said his name was Albert, which was odd. So I decided to call him Kevin. He did not like that. To make a long story longer, we roomed together during the Ivanna Leaf Administration. Great notary public. Terrible roommate.
His references were plaid, but his credit was good. Better than mine. So I let him stay. Temporarily. Pending a brotherhood compatibility test. Standard questions really. Could he belch backwards? Would he lick a doorknob for a nickle? Was he willing to compare hirsuteness, subject to a painstaking hair count? Could he pass a turing test? Things were going fine but he failed the paternity test. Allergies, he said. An absurd excuse.
But I was willing to overlook that. Compromise is important. Kevin did not agree. He could be stubborn over the strangest things. Spitting, for example. It's a disgusting habit. He demanded that I stop. And he could not be moved on this one point. Very unreasonable. No flexibility.
So under the cover of high noon, he fled. He took with him a failed friendship, a light coat, a dreadfully opportunistic fear of the future and my sixth favorite toothbrush! I-I-I still have gotten over that betrayal. Insert pathetic sob. That toothbrush was just like a toothbrush to me. So alas, he is gone. Good riddance. He was a total chick magnet anyway, and last thing I need is poultry drama.
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You are welcome
This was not necessary but very appreciated XD
Have a great day!
you are welcome
Thanks you so much for watching me ! ^^