Inspiration.

A still from the previous animation.

Naleem Bon is mad, emotionally unstable and deluded. In that regard he's not so different from most people really. However, he has turned madness into an art form. He sincerely believes he's a wizard who gets his power from being in contact with dirt. So he never wears shoes. He doesn't wash either because every little bit of grime adds to his power. Not surprisingly he has no friends and most people shun him. People can be such harsh judges of character. Although, to be fair, he isn't a very likeable person. Indeed he cultivates aloofness. He was a concert violinist but he took music in an odd direction, convinced that disharmony was actually another source of wizardly power. So he doesn't have much of a following. If the cards had been dealt differently Naleem may have gone on scraping together a living busking in the street, interacting with others rarely and harming none. But it was not to be. Naleem Bon the Barefoot Wizard is a pivotal character in Veil of the Gods.

Here's the character sketch from Veil of the Gods for today.

Inspiration.

Lake by moonshine    -   Felix Heuberger , c. 1930.

Austrian , 1888 - 1968

oil on board, 69 × 69 cm.

Inspiration.

Salamandrine Man In The Wastes (Illustrator Wayne Douglas Barlowe)

Veil of the Gods is a huge project and I'm so grateful to be able to create it. Here's a new typeface I created for the Graphic Novel and a new depiction of one of the lead characters. Jatta Eye the Poet.

Inspiration.

Kali (Gerald Brom)

Playing with animations for Veil of the Gods…

Whipjack Thraw the Cacodaemon.

*sound on

Countless ages ago a disgruntled Cacodaemon retreated from the world to seek refuge deep in his underground lair. And there he would have remained, at peace, far from the squabbling masses of humans who had crowded him out, but for the appearance of a certain Mahjee who was looking to make a name for himself.

This Mahjee worked a Mahjuti Meta-Glyph on Whipjack that bound him within a space-time bubble. In other words, he doomed the Daemon to repeat the same 30 seconds or so of his life over and over, endlessly into eternity. Without respite.

The trap took Whipjack completely by surprise. He’d just finished a poetic warning to the Mahjee that Cacodaemons are immortal and that no Mahjuti tricks could harm him, when a series of glowing Glyphs appeared before his eyes. The ancient daemon, who long ago had proved he was invincible, found himself cocooned in a veil of shimmering sky-blue light. And that was that. He was trapped.

Inspiration.

My favorite place

Stefano Crea

Raffy was a special kind of bloke, the kind that senses the deeper currents that flow beneath our world. Every city has a great spirit that is embodied in tall buildings, the generator pavements, watchtowers and guardhouses. Whenever he was approaching a city he'd power down his Thrumba and sing the praises of whichever spirit was presented to him.

Rafferee Ran was a very, very wealthy man.