returning to the End of the World with a pixel-Art graphic of Majora’s Mask

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the nearly-complete Work-in-progress of my Majora’s Mask pixel-Art~ 

hello, readers! Those of you that are new to this blog, welcome! And those that visited my blog before, i thank you for returning, despite my 1.5year-long absence from my own site. The fact that i have my Twitter-feed connected to this blog is perhaps the only reason why there’s been any traffic here during that time, just barely enough to keep the virtual tumbleweed at bay, if barely…

So…after churning the idea around in my mind for altogether too long, i’ve decided that a suitably ironic way to mark my (not-so) grand return to a slight internet presence would be by presenting something about my current lil’ art project involving the end of the world–or more specifically, the end of the land of Termina, the stage for Continue reading

what if one were to throw a Cactuar?

**dwai-yownnyownnyownn~**  Some onomatopoeia just don’t work quite as well as others…  o_O

So…some recent conversations with a special friend of mine have left some creatures/summons from the Final Fantasy series bestiary running amok in my mind, such as Tonberry lurking about in the darkness with its cute-creepy nonchalant expression and  wielding a friggin’ Chef’s Knife, or a Cactuar or two just standing there in the vast desert wasteland of my psyche…posed…in its/their seemingly petrified running position.  Wha―? …were the artists & designers at SquareSoft on peyote or something when they dreamed up the charactuar for Final Fantasy VI?  It’d certainly be fun to see the different character-concepts that artist Continue reading

telc-Tonic series, no.001: power-UP

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And what is it that we’re talking about today?  After a night of no sleep (yet), i’m not entirely sure anymore myself… Something about tonics and equations, possibly the fact that i consumed a can of Kirin ビール (beer) with my late-night snack each night for the last 3 nights in a row―except for this past night, and talk of…er…long-eared woodland creatures.  Or perhaps in my case, probably not so long-eared (considering my leporine-design preference).

Lest this recent bout of light-weight lager-consumption should continue on for a good several months uninterrupted, it seems unlikely Continue reading

the Culinary Mystery of classic Castlevania’s Wall-Chicken

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Picture this: you are Christopher Belmont, Simon’s ancestor from 1oo years prior to the events of the original Castlevania , and basically a Conan the Barbarian look-alike.  It is 1591 AD, five years prior to the birth of René Descartes (nothing to do with Castlevania II: Belmont’s Revenge , really, but his evil daemon/evil genius concept is fun),  and you’re trekking your way through the spacious 4-shades-of-gray halls of  Cloud Castle, the airy—yet (oddly) fully enclosed—home of Angel Mummy*, one of ol’ Dracula’s dusty, dual-skulled lackeys.  Trusty Vampire Killer whip in hand, you have endured unholy horrors like flaming knights and knife-throwing lizard-men, survived spiked ceiling and deadly mechanized pulleys, all in the quest to save your bewitched son Soleiyu…but now you’re tired, hungry, and in need of some HP-replenishing nourishment.  So what do you do?   Continue reading

something about 魚 & neurological activity…

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      – 09.11.2o12 & 05.04.2o13re~

if a fish were capable of complex neurological processes, what would it think about?  osmosis, perhaps?

inspirations from people floating in the vast realm of the interwebz…
this here’s actually an old vector drawing (created in adobe illustrator) re-post from my now-defunct posterous-Blog, at a time when someone i’d met online inspired me to read Hermann Hesse, whose Demian  i’m currently reading during commutes on the BART.  as is probably apparent, this creature’s design does not  touch upon themes of duality nor relative morality that were oft explored in the novel, and 5am—just mere hours before sunrise—is simply not the best of times for venturing into such potentially meandering thoughts, lest i have a friend with me and preferably a coupla brewskies—one in hand and another already coursing through my system.  and maybe some kettle chips…yum~  alas, this is no such night, so i shall leave the pondering and the waking-dreams of ethereal cosmic jellyfish to one with a more clearly functioning brain, like perhaps this lil’ fella here~   >[:)