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Oliver was a very minor mage. His familiar reminded him of this several times a day.
He only knew three spells, and one of them was to control his allergy to armadillo dander. His attempts to summon minor imps resulted in nosebleeds, and there is nothing more embarassing than having your imp leave the circle to get you a tissue, pat you comfortingly, and then disappear in a puff of brimstone. The armadillo had about wet himself laughing.
He was a very minor mage.
Unfortunately, he was all they'd got.
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Every now and then I do a painting, and I feel myself sliding into the abyss. This was one of those. Not because it's neccesarily any cuter than anything else I paint, or any more devoid of redeeming social value (well, the armadillo may help. There's a lot of redemption in an armadillo) but it's a big-eyed kid, and it was...so...natural. It flowed. It was disturbingly easy. Somehow, against all reason, a chunk of my brain is absolutely at home painting cute kids. I don't even LIKE kids*. I have all the maternal instincts of a cactus. And yet...there was Oliver.
Anyway! 10 x 15, watercolor, acrylic ink, and colored pencil on illustration board. Original is for sale, send a note, prints are available for $10 plus shipping, again, send a note or visit [link] for ordering info.
*I am terrified of them. Much like grey aliens, which I also fear, I do not know what they want, I am largely unable to communicate with them, and they seem to drip unearthly fluids on every available surface.
He only knew three spells, and one of them was to control his allergy to armadillo dander. His attempts to summon minor imps resulted in nosebleeds, and there is nothing more embarassing than having your imp leave the circle to get you a tissue, pat you comfortingly, and then disappear in a puff of brimstone. The armadillo had about wet himself laughing.
He was a very minor mage.
Unfortunately, he was all they'd got.
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Every now and then I do a painting, and I feel myself sliding into the abyss. This was one of those. Not because it's neccesarily any cuter than anything else I paint, or any more devoid of redeeming social value (well, the armadillo may help. There's a lot of redemption in an armadillo) but it's a big-eyed kid, and it was...so...natural. It flowed. It was disturbingly easy. Somehow, against all reason, a chunk of my brain is absolutely at home painting cute kids. I don't even LIKE kids*. I have all the maternal instincts of a cactus. And yet...there was Oliver.
Anyway! 10 x 15, watercolor, acrylic ink, and colored pencil on illustration board. Original is for sale, send a note, prints are available for $10 plus shipping, again, send a note or visit [link] for ordering info.
*I am terrified of them. Much like grey aliens, which I also fear, I do not know what they want, I am largely unable to communicate with them, and they seem to drip unearthly fluids on every available surface.
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SOOOO....CUTEE!!!!!