official designs like this for aki will be on his VocaDB, as well as renders I make for covers. if you wanna use them, they are high quality there!

for this occasion, i also wanted to draw alex. for some reason i really love drawing them in dresses haha. maybe my next art for the two of them will be swapped? @musicgalaxy.bsky.social

I really don't know what's wrong with me this time. I wish I could say I'm just being lazy, I wish I could say I'm staying in bed all day because I just don't want to do anything. But I know it's because I can't eat anything that I can't have good energy and get proper rest.

Yes, this is about artists on procreate who use brushes that do all the colouring, lineart, and rendering all at once with a single stroke using scripts. I feel bad for using a simple ribbon brush in firealpaca, but maybe it's not so bad anymore if procreate artists can do THAT

the last element of the picture is,,, the coral background.

originally i wanted it to be guts or brains or skulls... but i couldnt make it work.

i just think it looks neat, and when i coloured it i was reminded of an artist i like. james fenner's art is cool and inspiring

the ring of blood is dripping (rather, falling so quickly that it is stripped of some drops).

the stress that drove to to draw this, i hurt myself for it. i relapsed from being clean for a long time. i think you can put together what that means. it is centered at my waist; thats where i did it.

i take up an immense, burdensome space, but i am mostly nothing. i reach out to a fellow adam to give him what is left of my potential. he retains his choice to not accept, so his hand remains relaxed. he could reach out at any time, and i will be there, waiting for him. he has no stars while i do.

in exchange for wisdom, i lost my choice, but i still tried to bestow it on others. thats why i recline like adam, but outstretch my finger like god.

it is hard to see as i hid it so well, but the placement of flames and clouds is reversed from where it should be. i am not floating, but falling.

theres a lot of strange symbolism.
between intense stress #1 and intense stress #2, I briefly became god. in an instant, i was everywhere and everything, and nothing. i was stretched far too thin.