I'm Just Out Here Doing The Lord's Work.

with a name like that, i don't know what he expected

WIPs and process stuff for snakehandling Pose sketch

Anatomy/detail sketch

Light test

Betterer anatomy sketch (prep for line art)

Paint process WIPs

Line art

My SECOND exclusive tutorial for my darling members of The Q Continuum on Patreon. This particular guide was a request by a patron, so I've put together a step-by-step view of my process for painting sheer nylons on a character.

Painting Sheer Stockings (and other sheer fabrics!), a Patreon-exclusive art tutorial on The Q Continuum

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Quona | painter and immortal non-corporeal entity

i wanna be an art vendor at a con and bring nothing but a sketchbook, some pencils, and a sign that says

left handed art, right handed artist = $1

just to see how it goes.

Hambleden R.P. Tyler x Bus Driver, Enemies to lovers slow burn.

I ship it.

Someone please help Karen Tyler's cat tho, it looked so fucking uncomfy with the situation.

Ok, the funniest thing just happened right at the end of The Ineffable Con.

So short, some of us took a trip to Tadfield with like busses and it was all really lovely organized, and we had rented the community building thing, and walked around the village (which really is tiny, like there are 3 streets) and taking pictures of benches and streets and shit, then eat some crepes and hang out in the building.

9pm comes and we get ready to board the busses back, when who rund out and starts shouting, the realy life version of R.P. Tyler.

Like, Im not kidding. Old guy, with a dog and a stick up his ass so far, it's tickling his brain.

He starts yelling how we are to loud and we should leave...while blocking us from leaving.

His shouting seems to attract more people, since people comes out of their houses to watch or yell too. Some are holding dogs or cats, some are saying we are traumatising their pets.

Another person comes and tries to mediate between the villagers and the bus drivers.

Honestly, that was the best ending and they will never know why we found the whole thing so funny.

Those babies got what they had coming.

Exposing @quona

They told me they didn’t care that I broke my elbow

This isn't really a timelapse, more of a collection of my WIP shots from the Flappers painting.

You can very clearly tell where I got frustrated with Crowley and repainted her.

WIP sketch and color test for a piece I'm doing for @thescholarlystrumpet's fic for the GOAD smut wars

We’ve booped each other a long time. We’ve been on this site for a long time. I mean, you and me. I could always boop on you. You could always boop on me. We’re a team, a group. Boop of the two of us. And we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t booping. I mean, the last few years, not really. And I would like to boop… I mean if Gabriel and Beelzeboop can do it, boop off together, then we can. Just the two of us. We don’t need Heaven, we don’t need Hell, they’re toxic. We need to boop away from them, just boop us. You and me, what do you say?