I am not a believer of magick or metaphysical things. My mind is very rooted in the tangible and scientific. But having this etched into my skin feels like a sigil. I feel a strong connection with something I cannot easily explain. It feels GOOD. The dragon feels strong and alive! It's like a constant affirmation that what I feel is real, and that I should acknowledge it more than I have over the past 15 years. I'm so glad I had this done.
New belt on. Put everything back together. Tensioned and adjusted tracking.
6 hour job turned into a 2 hour job.
Fuckin MINT.
Did a job last night I had been planning for over a month. The previous method to change these belts was to completely dismantle the conveyor and lay it on its side to slide the endless belts off/on. Time consuming. Tedious.
Instead, I fabricated some equipment that allowed me to lift one side of the conveyor away from the legs, allowing clearance to slide them over the sides, and also allowed the belt to be pre-staged for the operation.
Here's the old belt coming off.
I started making a refsheet for the werewolf version of Neox but only got about this far. I think he's just cute as fuck.
That one time I tried drawing my favourite parple dargun straight from memory (no reference images). I think I did pretty good. :P
Halloween doodle from 4 years ago, with a bit of flavour text to go with. :)
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