comic fury has been an amazing, indie run comic host that has lasted for 17 years for a reason. comics will help comics. at the end of the day, we have each other.
can't wait to write and draw my just-can't-fit-in showpony tv gladiator being referred to as "the duran duran one" and experiencing homophobia from interaction #1. surely the takeaway of my readers and co-writers will be that he is simply a badass heterosexual warrior
GET OUT OF THE GRAVE ALAN
scrawlcollage 3
GET STRAIGHT/GET OUT/WONโT YOU BE THE ONE
scrawlcollage 2
winter '25 scraps. the sound of february is mk ultra by death ride 69
got to do the art for this track last fall ๐คซ very cool opportunity!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=uFHO...
Haru from Dorohedoro in her devil body, sipping a drink through a straw.
wrapped the reread. rocked my shit. still one of my favorite things ever. desperately need to learn how to let myself reach the level of delightful indulgence q hayashida consistently manages to. the sound of the summer is haru
Ink and watercolor drawing of two rough characters. One has thick, loose black hair and is leaning onto the other from behind him, her arm looped onto his shoulder. She's pulling at his ear with her teeth and staring at the "camera." Her other hand is prodding at his cheek, and overlaid with sticky notes of different attempts of the same hand in different colors. The person in the front is leaning back against her with an air of mild irritation. He's also overlaid by different sticky note attempts at his face with different expressions. There are blotches of ink and scattered sticky notes around them, reading "the air is free. when you get there, will..."
(crop of) trying to get used to sketchbooks by beating the hell out of them in โ25 nov
A panel of En from Dorohedoro holding up a mushroom, saying "You think my mushroom magic is silly, don't you. You have no idea how terrifying it really is."
rereading dorohedoro for the first time in years and i can Feel something shifting inside me
Une femme avec une veste orange se tient devant un homme trรจs grand avec des yeux robotiques.
Happy 30th Anniversary to Mamoru Oshiiโs Ghost in the Shell
still slow going but very excited for this year creatively. i've had a lot of important realizations pertaining to what i want to do and how to actually get there. avert your eyes while i knock on this wood hard enough to dent either it OR myself
A rough traditional ink doodle of a character scowling at the camera, other arm leaning against the panel itself jutting inward. She has a weathered face screwed into a scowl, nose scrunched, with a key between her teeth. Her arms are muscular and scarred, and she's wearing a ratty tank top.
last scowl of XX25
actually plausibly could hit my long-failed "THIS year i'll start/make a comic" plan in 2026. huh
Q Hayashida
Q Hayashida
it might've taken 20 years but i'm finally figuring out how to use sketchbooks and it turns out it does just boil down to "just start slapping shit in there" (in this case a full meter of duct tape)
A sharpie drawing with a duct tape frame of an older, grizzled butch reclining on a beat up bar couch with their boots on the table.
1-800-duct-tape-butch
A black and white digital drawing of a middle-aged person with long black hair and black lipstick smoking. They're scowling at something off-drawing, scarred muscular arm folded over their knee. There's a purple accent behind them.
mary mary
gallery ๐ผ
[2025-03-27]
very rough 2023 wip reel. still trying to get back on drawing consistently in the first place but my god i miss animating
A mostly traditional black marker drawing of a sharp-angled, muscular character scowling at something off-screen, rigidly holding onto her leg. She has thick, somewhat curly black hair down to her neck, haphazard blast scars and a phalloplasty scar.
false start #2
A person squatting down with a panel of a wolf overlaid over their head. In the background, hands glad in surgical gloves pry open an eye that could be either a human's or a wolf's. Text boxes haphazardly label different parts of the person's body in finnish, with statements like "knuckles tight for no reason - should we call someone?" "shoulders sit incorrectly: a threat display".
samaa sakkia / very last minute gallery piece from early this year
peeking my head back onto this app
my little green painting, 2024
The cover for "Marrow and Other Stories," a collection of short comics by Sloane Hong. The title is accompanied by an illustration of a pair of hands with too many fingers, intertwined and filled with intravenous cannulas.
An assortment of 3 pages from different comics. First is of a spacecraft swallowing some kind of barbed asteroid as a siren blares over the speakers and 3 pairs of feet rush through its claustrophobic, pressurised halls. The second is a continuation of the first. A woman peeks out from inside a room as the 3 people run by to ask what's happening. "What's going on?" "What do you think is going on? It's the moment of truth! We found it!" "We fucking found it!" "We... We found it??" Third is a page from a different comic. Outside an observatory, a man leans over the door of a parked car, trying to comfort a woman ugly-crying, freaking out at the wheel. She wipes her tears away and pretends to be fine as the man looks on in concern.
3 illustrations side by side. The first is of an old man, framed inside an aged and toothless maw as ghosts spew forth from within. He clutches a tooth in his hands while a monkey, perched upon his back, points at the displaced pearl. The second is an illustration of a girl wearing countless wires and indiscernible technology. Her glasses are askew, hair frayed and sweat drips from her face yet she wears a smile. The third is single-page comic of a girl dancing. It begins with her hands raised high above her head, serenity painted across her face. She slowly brings them down and pulls her elbows back behind her as she takes a deep breath before letting out an explosive push.
My name is Sloane, I'm an illustrator, comic artist and tattooer based in Aotearoa, I love body-horror, sci-fi and occasionally dabble in fantasy. You can find more of my work on my portfolio or pick up my comics on my itch.io โจ๐ซ๐๐ป๐ซโจ
portfolio: plaest2k.xyz
digital comics store: plaest2k.itch.io
reacquainting to drawing
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A digital illustration of a person resting in bed with a large black wolf. It's early in the day and warm sunlight streams in through a window just out of sight, tinting cracked walls yellow and red pink. The person lays on his side, halfway under a blanket, an arm under one of the three pillows he's resting his head on with the arm emerging from the other side. His fist is idly balled against his head. He has short, white hair, matching lashes, stubble, a stud earring and is heavily scarred and pale. His other arm consists of threaded metallic nerves burrowing into his neck, and is propped up by the lower back of the wolf, loosely curled up against him. His face is partially buried into the thick fur. One of its legs is tangled into the blanket, and its face is slightly smushed into it. Its fur is sleek, bristled, almost like thick feathers, and silvering or patchy in parts. It's still slightly tense, as if only slowly easing into a relaxation.
The same illustration without a gradient overlay.
broken teeth for months
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