DrPumpkin'z art thread

[DrPumpkinz]

just gonna start out with some recent whiteboard doodles, will probably post new stuff as they come and maybe some old stuff, i dunno it's like 3am

high noon draws near

disco

jester

a dastardly villain

 

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Character I drew up a couple years ago. I originally named her Piprat as a placeholder since she looked like Pippi Longstocking and had the personality of Junkrat, but I could never think of something better so the name just kinda stuck.

 

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Theseus finds the Minotaur, or rather, the Minotaur finds Theseus. I don't have much experience drawing muscles or working with this extreme lighting, but I like how it turned out.

 

[DrPumpkinz]

Slightly older than the minotaur drawing, Sans Umbra Witch was my first attempt in a long time at drawing bodies as more than a rectangle torso and line limbs. Bayonetta's ridiculous spine-breaking poses definitely helped, since it meant it didn't have to make TOO much sense.

 

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I like my name

 

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Some sprite animation for a game I've been working on and off (mostly off) for a while. It didn't end up looking good at scale but I still really like how it looks blown up.

 

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For someone who really wanted to fry Azelf for some reason.

 

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new whiteboard doodle

 

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One push-up

 

[DrPumpkinz]

I'm the Mind, I do the thinking,
pond'ring, calculating, tink'ring
'round with patterns, rhymes and reasons,
rhythms syncopate, analyses and words.

Hi, I'm Heart, I don't speak often
Mind is helping me transcribe these
not thoughts, feelings that I whisper
to his ear so he can make them heard.​

I love to watch probability dance,
forging connections through random chance,
creating order where there oughtn't to be.
I pass my wonder to the Heart,
my empathic counterpart,
so that the Whole may feel my jubilee.

The sight of others in distress
brings me eagerness to act,
so Mind begins to carefully devise
a solution to their problem
so that the Whole can help them out.​

When I am in my darkest hours

When love becomes hate​

it's Heart who uses all his power

and rage boils over​

to maintain our fragile shared mortality.

it's Mind who clings us to stability.​

When hope is lost, D̴̦͐e̵̪̔a̵͙͛t̵̳̍h̴̪͋'̵̗͛š̷͈ ̶͙̐ȁ̷̧ȓ̴͍g̴̲̐ų̷͐m̴̼̓e̶̹̐n̸͔̂t̷͈̑s̷͙͗

When f̵͍̅r̵̬͠e̴̦̒s̵̤͝h̴̼̆ ̴̟̈́ĕ̵̟n̶̘̋t̷̙͋r̶̯̔â̷̯i̶͍͗l̴͇͝s̶͗͜ ̴̙̈́s̵̩̓e̶̙̐e̴͎̾ṃ̴̌ ̷̩̊m̷̙͊ì̶͙g̷͇̈́h̷̳́ţ̸̒y̷͍̐ ̷͚͛t̴͘͜a̸̿ͅș̶́t̷̢̐y̵̦̋​

ŝ̵̡e̷̦̎e̸͉͝m̷̜͝ ̴͈̍r̶̈́͜e̵͕͑å̶͇s̶̡͛ŏ̵̻ṋ̷̀a̸̧̔b̸̙͗l̷̙̅e̵̜̍, yet they relent

he takes the wheel and gets us out​

to loved ones being crushed by our finality.

because he knows that I'll grow to regret it.​

At last, I understand me,
personified to a "we"

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