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I get nervous when I get commissions like this. Egyptian god of afterlife, deadly squid-god, and Death. Maybe they knew something I didn't.


Painted after someone's pup


Nom nom nom jewelryyy


A helpful dragon with a vial full of mystery glowy stuff for his wizard


And in blue


Made some pendants using the glass eyes a friend sent me (my friends are weird but I'm weirder)


Another lizard pendant in antique look


I just picked up the hobby of geocaching and I've started leaving these little charms in caches because yay, fun.


These are all business card holders/proppers. I visit reptile expos/shows once in a while and I swear these folks need a cool place to put their business cards. These were commissioned and painted after the commissioner's animals - from left to right, a crested gecko, leopard gecko, leachianus, gargoyle gecko, another crestie.


Detail shot of the leo card holder.


Chinchilla! Fuzzy fun.


I was finished with this thing before I realized that "ferret" rhymes with "carrot." I r smrt.



"Now, mind the place while I'm gone," the wizard said. "Remember, don't taunt the ravens, don't breathe fire anywhere near the books and scrolls, and for the love of all that's magic, do not play with the crystal ball. You know what happened last time."

The dragonling gave his wizard a jaunty salute. "I 'member. I'll be good."

Not ten minutes after the wizard had left, the naughty little dragon was juggling the magical (and expensive) crystal ball with his feet, using it as a bowling ball, and making faces and weird noises at the ravens through it. Noises which he'd picked up by listening to the wizard chant and cast.

You don't want to know what happened that time. We'll just say it involved lots of pointy red demons and ice mites.



This little critter isn't a butterfly. He's not even part butterfly. But the human eye might mistake him for one if you see him fluttering around your garden out of the corner of your eye. A flash of wing here, a swoop there, and you're all smiles.

Well, guess what? You shouldn't be smiling. This little dragon-thing is nothing more than a good-for-nothing thief. When you and your neighbors are sleeping, he breaks back into your garden (which, by the way, he was scoping out earlier in the day for exactly this purpose), uses his magic to grow big enough to dig up all of your best ripe veggies, and takes off again, leaving nothing but holes and you scratching your head and cursing rabbits next morning.

The moral of this story is NEVER TRUST BUTTERFLIES.


I did that guy for a sculpting challenge one of my friends is holding :3 The theme was "garden" and since I've never had a garden in which SOMEthing didn't go missing inexplicably, I had to make something up to explain it. Because I refuuuuse to admit fault.


All of this stuff is polymer clay-based. Thanks for lookin'!