Like fiery eyeball thing, no problem. But don’t even try to imagine a Samoan elf. (x)
Let the previous year crumble away. It was difficult enough.
"Year of the Horse."
Samantha Mash 2013
Another piece for Nautilus, this one being about finding spirituality without religion. This assignment came right after discussing meditation and the absence of self with some friends of mine, so I felt mentally prepared to illustrate this article. Thanks again to AD Len Small for the assignment.
Here’s a little madlib for you, “The Illustrator’s Lament”:
No matter how many ( cool objects, people, or scenarios ) I draw, I will still be a ( self adjective ) ( self noun ) who will never ( fanciful action ).
No matter how many tough lady space marines I draw, I will still be a cautious nerd who will never fire an interstellar harpoon.
My piece for Space! The Gallery Show. The show’s about our exploration of space and discovery. And if history’s any indicator things might not go so smooth. I’m looking at you British Empire.