A skaldic poem about my cats

July 14, 2017

Witch’s-friend, claws clutching
cold flesh. No more golden
balls to fetch or falls for
fair maidens this jade-prince.
Her mirror, still, murmurs;
mouse-bane in dreams, house-tame
she lies. A lap-lion,
loathe to win her dinner.

Edit: I made a change to lines 3 and 4 after Dr Jackson Crawford pointed out I had ‘for’ as a stress syllable in line 4.

Rozalski’s Giant

August 2, 2016


It’s worth viewing the full post to see the stages that build up to the final image.

Jakub Rozalski is a concept artist, probably best known (by me at least) for his paintings of an alternate post-WWI Europe populated my mechs that led to the creation of Scythe. (My copy arrived last week. It’s stunning.)

Frankly all of his art is amazing.