Sent to "TAB Studio" (Florida):
Gabrielle and Xena (Ground Zero), Bruder Gustav (Ilyad), Midori Monk (Reaper), Crested Felldrake (Chainmail), Nurgling (Games Workshop; not shown)
Received from "DrEvilMonki": Nothing :(
After his repeated inquiries whether the package had arrived... it did not. It just vanished somewhere between GB and here :( Such a shame. So instead I'm going to paint something sent to me in a previous exchange by Valloa.
The King
40 mm
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Friday, June 30, 2006
Friday, June 23, 2006
"And slimy things with legs did crawl, upon the slimy sea"
Great Cthulhu
65 mm
If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings... It represented a monster of vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated corpulence...
— H.P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"
I only pray that when the Old Ones return, this insignificant tribute is recognized and I am one of the first to be devoured, and thus spared the witnessing of the world consumed by insanity.
EDIT: My fellow blogging painter Javi is clearly trying to curry favour with the Old Ones too...
65 mm
If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings... It represented a monster of vaguely anthropoid outline, but with an octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers, a scaly, rubbery-looking body, prodigious claws on hind and fore feet, and long, narrow wings behind. This thing, which seemed instinct with a fearsome and unnatural malignancy, was of a somewhat bloated corpulence...
— H.P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"
I only pray that when the Old Ones return, this insignificant tribute is recognized and I am one of the first to be devoured, and thus spared the witnessing of the world consumed by insanity.
EDIT: My fellow blogging painter Javi is clearly trying to curry favour with the Old Ones too...