Updated artwork: Blender Inquisitor and Painted Feár Nathair

I haven’t used Blender in a while, but decided to make a render of my old “The Inquisition Is Ever Vigilant” poster. I also think I may have made a grammar mistake in the original, so the text has changed to “We are Ever Vigilant” instead.

A mask that somewhat resembles a gas mask, enclosed within a hood and framed in a spotlight against a wall. Above and behind them are the Irish Gaelic translation for "We Are Ever Vigilant" in a cursive font.
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Artwork recordings: Fomorians In Their Own Words

A couple of recordings of artwork that went into Fomorians In Their Own Words. One is a poster inspired by the “Leave No Dwarf Behind” motif from Deep Rock Galactic, and the other is me waffling on a bit about the Fomorians.

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Fomorians In Their Own Words collection – coming soon

Two sofas with four people sitting on them. Sitting on the left sofa are a girl in a sailor's dress, hands resting on her stomach, and a boy with his arms folded and with one leg across his other knee. On the other sofa are another boy with glasses, holding hands with another girl in a dark shawl. Behind the first sofa stands a man in a khaki uniform, clasping his hands behind his back. To his left, behind the other sofa, stands a woman in a white apron, frowning disapprovingly at the two children in front of her. The entire scene is in sepia and bears the words "Fomorians In Their Own Words" to one side.

A draft cover for the Fomorians In Their Own Words compilation. I don’t have a release date yet.

Plans for 2023

Here’s roughly what I plan to do this year.

Remaster of Spamocalypse: Aftermath

I released this almost 6 years ago, and lately, I’ve been thinking of remaking or remastering it. I honestly think this was one of my best projects – bloated codebase and mediocre art skills and all – and from my admittedly quick testing this morning, a lot of the old mechanics still work! Some improved textures, models, sounds and possibly a new level would breath some new life into it.

Here’s the old trailer. If you want to try it, it’s up on Gamejolt.

Connacht Disaster Zone

Still more stories to come here, I think. I haven’t really focussed so much on the S.T.A.L.K.E.R.-esque “reality going out to lunch” side of it, so I’d like to do more here. The current work-in-progress there is tentatively titled “Seeing Through the Wire Skin”.

I’ve noticed recently that I’ve been leaning towards video game glitches or silliness switches (such as Big Head Mode) as the source of the weirdness. Screwing around with the ragdolls in Garry’s Mod might give me some more ideas…

Remittance Witch

It’s slow going, but I’ll try to have a draft done by the end of the year.

Stop Poking Meee!

Aidan slowly reached for the cup and saucer that lay about a foot away from him on his left, well within the field of vision provided by his remaining eye. He wasn’t sure of the exact distance any more, not since the last month.

Just as his left hand was about to close around the teacup’s handle, or at least looked like it was,he felt it again. Not the cold, wet sensation of water dripping, nor the tap of somebody trying to get his attention in a most unwise manner, but…

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Posters for download on BuyMeACoffee

Something that popped into my head on Friday while I was in a pub saying goodbye to some former colleagues: some of my art might make good posters.

Here’s one that I had printed on canvas a few months ago, with some LEDs behind it on the wall of my home office.

The other three are a single panel of my St Patrick’s Day comic, a terror bird lancer, and a recent image of Draugr relaxing in their local hot springs.

Fomorians In Their Own Words: Ms S.

I will not tell where I was born – let the fact that it was a surface village of the League be enough. As a citizen of the League, I sat through the endless classes on being a good citizen. We were taught that everyone must pull their weight in the League for the common good. To Leave No Feartollán Behind. I went to Mass like everyone else. I attended the Civil Defence training sessions, even as my parents struggled to pay the levies and tithes to support the militias. I planned to become a nurse.

None of it made the slightest difference. One of Connacht Trading’s security guardsmen accused me of being a thief and a Fomorian sympathiser, and everybody I knew turned a blind eye as he removed me from my home without a trial. Just like that.

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Spycrabs & Warbirds now available

Now available from BuyMeACoffee!

Upcoming collection: Spycrabs & Warbirds

Above is the cover for my next collection, focussing on the containment efforts around the Connacht Disaster Zone and other countries’ efforts to exploit it. I haven’t settled on the release date yet, but as usual, it will be available from BuyMeACoffee (pay what you want).

Fomorians In Their Own Words: SOB

I am of the Brotherhood, and I don’t care who hears it. I’m told you think we’re bandits. That we live just to steal babies and…turn them into us. Make them stronger.

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