Friday, October 30, 2009


Hello blog, there's not much to write because I'm sick and doing commissions tends to drain me of all creativity. The only thing I've thought of doing is the story outline and I'm not looking forward to that.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Night Comes

I wrote this bit Sunday. There is no art to post with this, I am not flowing freely.

"I have come to face the facts that I am taking Lunesta so I can sleep, not just to sleep but to put a quick end to my day because I am starting to hate my life."

Last night was a first night in a long time that I went without the Lunesta. I still had an 'aide', I had for the first time in years had weed, which went over well with me. Until bedtime. Prior to that, I had watched House of 1000 Corpses, and whenever I closed my eyes there were images I wasn't actively imagining. Some were gruesome, and made me throw my legs over Jim because I believed Dr Satan was coming for me... but I had one sight that I stopped and lingered on for a bit. Maybe a minute or so.

It was..

the Gateway Maitofif. Now, that gateway is one that I've decided, is the portal to the other world, the Fallen place, where all my critters reside. I don't need to see it to know it's there, it just is. All of the Phantasms and Lore seep out from there, I can't go in because I'm needed here. But the stories of the Fallen, they come out to me to be written. And now I saw this gate, it was actually a mirror. A full body one, very wide too, against a fuschia wall. It was dark in there though, the room was horizontally long and thin and the mirror tucked towards the back right. Over it was the head of the Bird Moor, who is like a guardian. It was a statue, glowing a neon blue. The mirror's edge, wrapping around it, was the Snake Moor. It was green. Very bright colors in this vision, when it was seen. Which is sort of parallel to what the Fallen world is like.

Friday, October 23, 2009

The Bad Way

There are door moors first, if your ticket is faulty they'll take it away. So far, only I am allowed passed Myself because it was granted to me, because I understand what they mean and why the phantasms want out.

The Bird Moor's feathers all feel like a pinecone. The Snake Moor's scales feel like a blacktop pavement.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

The Nature of the Pariah

As autumn leads to winter, I seek my solitude away from the sots and bloodsuckers that tend to stick themselves to me during the middle of the year. It is my fault for letting them ride this far, but, there is always a reason and purpose for someone being in my life. This solitude leads to an increase in both activities: the Lore and the Entities. I feel that there is nothing more I can do with the Entities until more Lore reveals itself. I had wondered where it was, and now it is revealed belly up. Take it, and use it, it was meant for this reason and leave no one crying at your feet. They've made themselves useful, use them.

And I'll write about Zoe, because she was revealed.

Once a woman who'd been brought to destroy, she eventually learns to build and express compassion. Now as a builder, she comes across a skeletal structure with a very broken frame and weak base. It took time and coaxing, but the house grew and flourished and began to feel more like a home. It allowed her inside, where she nested happily. But although the outside was within perfection, the house proved that the skeletal frame was still broken, and perhaps even more than that, it was rotted. Rotted beyond any sort of repair. There was no longer any reason to stay there as the house creaked and sighed heavily, announcing that it was on the verge of collapse. Self destruction was always a pitiful thing to watch, but Zoe no longer stepped in to prevent it. She'd been burned too many times from the rotten house's warning flames. One night, she took a memory (one piece of wood) which the house greatly disapproved of because if discovered, it would reveal that the house was not as perfect as it had been displaying. With this taken wood, she removed one of her own foundational boards and created a new house. The older one fell soon after, investigators believed it may have been a self-inflicted arson.

For A Reason

Comfort, thy name is synastry. Left is a residue which stains another beautiful creation, thickening him, and someone will love him as I loved the painter. The backward trail that cycles through seven years, the fates that've allowed it until it's learned. It is learned now, go away.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009


Elfwood's moderator test is a toughie! Now we wait on results..

Friday, October 16, 2009

Keeping Memories

This morning, I read my Choices and came across this: Victoria Bliss. If I had a daughter that would be the perfect stripper name. Anyways, the image struck me. What items would be important and special? Phantasms surround me now. Writhing and slipping around my grey matter begging to be formed.
Oddly, yesterday.. after the decision to leave the second launching pad and in the middle of explaining my dissatisfaction with the way some gallery directors were wishy-washy, I opened my email to find this:

3. More Moderators needed!

We are in need of more moderators, since Elfwood is in constant growth.

We're currently looking for moderators for all the areas.


- You must be at least 18 years old.
- You must have a published account, preferably been published for a
few months.
- You must have a good record, meaning no major rejections in the past
year, for example for copying or repeated rejections.
- You must be willing to give at least 1-2 hours a week to moderating.
- You must have a good understanding of the rules.

If you have the requirements, then please proceed in reading the rest
and volunteer.

You're welcome to volunteer for more than 1 area. We will put up a
note when we have enough volunteers, and all that have volunteered
will hear back from us, but it might take a little while, so please be

For FanQuarter: We prefer volunteers that are familiar with a number
of anime and/or American comics. We are currently looking for
volunteers who know their American comics like Marvel and others, but
we also need people who know their Dragon Ball, Inuyasha, Yu-Gi-Oh,
Fushigi Yuugi, Kenshin, Yu Yu Hakusho, Naruto, Gundam, Hellsing,
Sailor Moon and others.

To contact us please go to the Contact page and choose "Volunteering"
from the drop-down box and make sure you put which area or areas you
are volunteering for in the subject line, like "FanQuarter mod",
"Wyverns mod" or "SF&F mod". If you want to volunteer for more than 1
area, just list them both like "FanQuarter and SF&F mod".

Elfwood! The first launchpad! The site that encouraged me to keep going, who awarded me a Moderator's Choice on several images, mostly of Max because the moderators admitted they adored him. I kept going once I knew people liked him. I did. And then I became frustrated with the moderation system that didn't allow me to categorize him correctly. Images were rejected for not being fantasy enough. DeviantArt allowed me to upload with whatever I wanted. So I was there. And now I realize the importance of moderating what goes where, or else you wind up with a website full of garbage and cell-phone photos, cat macros and sprite comics. Double standards when it came to categories. Wade through that? No thank you.

I went to Elfwood and applied. 2 hours a week? I have more time than that to give. Granted the times of Elfwood being a largely preferred site to host your art and socialize on are long gone, but.. coincidence?

Mishenka Sedov

Mishenka Gavril Sedov. Depending on which story you read, you would most likely be taking in two different men. The younger Mishenka was timid, fresh looking, and humble. The elder one is manipulative, somewhat aged in appearance, and hermit-like. He is a man of little words, and only speaks when there is something worthy of saying. An injury during his early adult life gave him the slightest limp, but he insists on carrying around a walking cane, which never left his side.

Originally from southern Kasimir (which later becomes Olenka after the war tears the country apart), he travels northward to study as a priest. In the second story, his age is roughly 30, and in the third one he is 57. Over the span of those 27 years, he became hopelessly addicted to opium via the church and the inane need to fit in with the group. His growing involvement with the church forbid him from ever having a romance in his life, which conflicted him greatly. His personal fight in story two is coming to terms with the fact that he fell for his best friend, Zoyechka (Zoe), and lost her due to his own selfish decisions. The opium addiction also plays in, as it is a major contributing factor to the destruction of the friendship. It took over his life, his desires only focused on getting a chance to smoke. With this plant, he saw 'visions', which he wrote and projected upon his fellow clergymen who revered him as all holy.

When he was 18, he was given a second chance at life. He was offered power and fame in exchange for something seemingly small. As he was never one to actively pursue goals in life, he took the chance. He entered the church of Aionism and was accepted eagerly for his knowledge and extraordinary connection with the gods. Mishenka slowly climbed the ladder to success, and it was only in his 50's that he achieved the highest ranking.

His relationship with Max Sharp, Zoe's son, was distant. Max was the only heir and therefore the closest thing to Zoe that Mishenka would ever have again. Mishenka was asked by her to take care of Max in the event that something would happen to her, leaving Pyotr in the dust (which of course angered Pyotr). In the beginning of this role, he was reluctant, as he was a child-hater. The years went by and his removed himself from the child's life, but not before imprinting his own beliefs and traits upon him. After Max took over the seat of power, Mishenka appeared in his life again, most likely to keep an eye on the newly Aionism-hating ruler, as well as to get more money funneled into the church, which began to suffer under Max's rule.

Mishenka's astrological sign is a Scorpio, which carries traits of being possessive, jealous, manipulative, yet passionate and intense with emotions. Following that, colors associated with him are black and dark hues of colors, mostly purples and reds. His character was designed to represent the personification of Death, the final stage of existence. Mishenka was based on my grandfather, both physically and personality wise.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

“If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story.”

So as it happens, we decide to end things in our lives. It is better to fade than burn, but it is nice to let them know when you've disappeared. Atleast, it was a nice ride.

Practicing on those boobs.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


Something tad better body wise - No nipples showing! Major work in progress here. Inking phase two tomorrow. I've got sketches still to do, and to start the Snowflake ones, and a X-Mas one. I've suddenly become busy.

Today I had to make a new account on FA for mature work. I can't link it to coffinberry because of the bizarre circumstances surrounding this - but I'm sure you'll see the art floating around somewhere. So now I have an official 'adult' account, which I may dabble in newer stuff for (;

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

PS List

A list!

khajja FA - couple/paid
cornelius - couple/paid
kace - single/unpaid



I've been stuck lately on where I want to take Eve's body shape. I've been using one that's really not too realistic and would probably snap if she existed in our world. I won't deny that I've taken a lot of qualities from Hollywood Cartoon bimbos of the past and mashed them together to create Eve. Goldie Pheasant was probably one of the bigger influences, including the body type. Just look at that. It's a bitch to shade something that looks like that in a realistic way... so I've debated on a more realistic body instead. Eve of course would retain that ridiculous rack and butt, because that's what makes her, her.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Art is the New Romance

I've learned that nothing will be as faithful, attentive and trustworthy than my imagination, from where the entities spring forth. Ah the love life, never a dull moment.

This guy, this is Topper Fox. He's just a random sample fox. When I learn how to post more than one image here, I'll put the rest up.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Snowflakes Melt

I don't know if I want to do the snowflake thing anymore. The thought of drawing some things that don't make me happy is starting to make me recoil in horror. I'm already dragging ass on those sketch commissions. But then again this is for cancer stuff so maybe I should suck it up and deal with it.

Commission Terms of Service

Things I will draw:
I will draw G rating - PG-13 rating.

Things I will not draw.
This means I will not draw sex, sexual acts, anything that could be interpreted as a sexual act, bodies being shredded to a million pieces, scat, vore, cub art, watersports. Actually, ask me before hand if I will draw your idea. I do not draw male/female genitalia. Bare breasts are okay as long as it is tasteful. I also absolutely do not allow my own characters to be portrayed nude (females may be topless if tasteful) or in sexual situations (sex acts).

Commission quality: This is a big one. If you pay me $10, expect a sketch back. I cannot justify being paid $40 dollars for an image that takes me well over 10 hours to complete. Either you get a quick, less detailed and finished image for cheap, or you pay extra to get something better. I rarely have set prices for my work. These are usually advertised as $10 sketches or $XX badges/pin-ups. Anything else is generally worked out by hourly rates. The more complicated an image, the longer it will take.

Reference images: Due to site outages and general preference, I will no longer be working from images linked on Please either attach your reference images to the inquiry email, or upload to a photo hosting site.

Linework changes: No changes to line work will be accepted after the coloring stage has begun. If there are linework changes that are absolutely required to be made after this stage, you will be charged 50% of what you paid for the commission.

Who retains what rights to the image?
I do, and if you want the rights, you will have to discuss this privately with me. I do not mind it if you repost the image, my only wish is that you link back to me and let others know I am open for that type of commission. I also retain the right to post or not post any commission I complete to my own online galleries.

Process and payment: Email me at coffinberryart[@] to start the commission process. In the email, please send your username, description of what you want. You will be asked to agree to my terms of service (which is this) so make sure you understand what is written here! I accept paypal. After you pay me, I will start the sketching phase and will send it to you. You have two free revisions, after which I will charge $5. So be thorough!

If you decide to cancel the commission after it has already been worked on, there will be a refund issued, but you will be charged a fee for my time. I also retain the rights to terminate any commission at any time for any reason.

I do work on commissions scatteredly. This means sometimes I am in the mood to work on one person or anothers - don't think I'm giving up on you!

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Origins of Their Lives

Originally, there were three. Max, Eve, and Tyler. Normally three is a desirable number in many art forms, but for writing it's not quite enough when you want to carry out a long story. I had to think and imagine daily new story arcs to add to justify creations of new badly needed characters. Eventually Max's mother Zoe sprung into life, and following her was the miserly old priest, Mishenka. Soon after came Nana, and the Twins, Doozer, Tashi, Eve's twin brother Finn, and Zoe's courter Pyotr. More minor roles are that of Sofiya, Georgie, and his wife Olga.

I will be going more in depth on how these were created, what inspired them, their role and their lives.

"But this had been a sin of passion, not of principle, nor even purpose."

I changed up Olga's colors to make her resemble a corpse better. Stole the colors off of a corpse on GIS e_e. She reminds me of Miss Havisham. And him, Sir Sedov? Still can't figure out a decent priest thing for him to wear that doesn't favor one of our religions over another.

I'm still spending my days on the couch, so nothing is really being produced right now. I've got about seven sketch commissions left, and once those are done, The Secret Project will begin.