Snarl around the vast, desolate tundra of your domain, for all are lowly. Prowl with your pack across the stark, barren prairie, leaving deep depressions of your paws, and splatters of blood to steam away the snow around your kill. Twitch your heavy tail and scuff your broad paws, as your yellow eyes glitter with the wilderness of your heart, and in the distance loom the wintry mountains.



Have you ever heard of the epic, deeply mysterious nautilus? (That was a pun.) They squirt around at depths of up to 700 meters, their millions-of-years-old shell holding up at extraordinary pressures. They wiggle their little tentacles around in search of dead things to eat. They move like squids, backwards, waving those little arms, seemingly arbitrarily, their shells glistening with the deep, musty hue of water too far under.

Look up these fascinating creatures that have stayed almost exactly the same for the last 500 million years. You won’t regret it.

Some Other Art

I think I’ve come up with a new form of art! Have I?

Sorry for the lower resolution. I hope you can still see enough.

Many dragons

Now you can just sit back and marvel at dragonness. I love dragons. I am obsessed with dragons. I don’t doodle through my classes; I draw these exact dragons through them. I have a draconian skeleton in my head for reference. I spent a year figuring out how a dragon wing worked. Trust me. As someone with a bit of experience, I feel confident in telling you, dragons are awesome.

Some day, when you haven’t got a moment, pause on the sidewalk, or glance out the window, until you see a bird in flight. Watch it until you can feel its grace, beauty, and freedom. It doesn’t care….it just is. Its feathers help, and dragons don’t have feathers; but this ness, this innocence, this simple and pure existing, is much more in dragons. Birds still have to worry about a couple of things—eating, not being eaten, etc. (although it must be admitted, seeing a raptor in the sky is almost as impressive as seeing a dragon soaring would be). Dragons don’t. They need to eat, yes, but they’re a little lionlike in their digestive patterns, and they’ll eat a deer and be fine for several days. Most animals are motivated by three things: eat, don’t be eaten, and reproduce. We’ve established that the first two aren’t as pressing for dragons. The third, I’m sure they have children, but they have longer lifespans than even we do; they have time for that, later. So what do they do with their lives? They have, I am sure, a higher level of consciousness than we do—and perhaps what they do with this brainpower is cast it aside. Maybe because they are smarter than us, they spend their lives, living.

Playful, carefree, diving because he wants to feel the wind against his scales and snap his wings out at the last second.

Dragon #4

You can still go to DeviantArt if you need to. For some reason.

I’m going to skip most of the cheesy ones. I’m only giving you these middle ones at all so you can have a sense of improvement on my part.Those are CLOUDS. I promise.


Last Sight

From now on, I’m pretty sure my dragons are going to be serious. Until now, I’ve been showing you the evolution of my dragons’ anatomy (which, by the way, is very tricky. Can anyone tell me why/how they have six limbs?); now I will show you dragons delighting in life.

But first, a dragon with something else on its mind…


And probably dinner…

Your last sight

Dragon #3

If you’re getting bored of posts, you can always find me on DeviantArt 🙂

Nevertheless, I will continue to present you with my dragons:

Remember to observe…but not to assume.

Remember to observe, but not to assume. Are you sure you know what’s really going on here? (And isn’t that shining armor so cute? Not to mention the sword! I’m allowed to coo over my own work because I made this around a year ago.)