the foam spins

Person in a full maybe latex or leather outfit, with one pant leg tight and leading into a stiletto high heel and the other baggy and almost bell bottom covering any possible shoe. They have a silver belt buckle and their face is entirely smooth with no details.

Study of the wonderful Leigh Bowery!

Sip from the bubbles between your synapses, the priest drinks all your ingrown apprehensions. Cold sweat as she admires your spinal bubble and giggles uncontrollably

watercolor illustration. a mass of dead fish emerges from a cloudy sky, hovering about an empty parking lot bordered by trees.

fishkill

the foam spins

stay on your toes

something like a dream something like a nightmare

what glittering monsters lurk in those depths

endling + orphan

🟨🟦🟨🟪|🟦🟥🟩🟧🟧|⬜️🟨⬛️🟦🟦

the shadow of death \\ the sum of human conscience

comics from an Indigenous American + Other Diasporas art scene that's figuring out how to turn ewaste into printing machinery for high-end budget-friendly perpetually-available comics while getting into growing Native plants for making ink gravityloop.org

Oakfish eggs populate the dead air in your throat, oily swallow spit you can feel your lungs in her eyes. Chest burns and brain matter degrading, your weak grasp on life has lost its humiliating will

Yo! Check out this page from @planetsmudge.bsky.social for our story:

Phantoms!
A strange destitute world is ravaged by a mysterious smell bringing with it, a plague of death! Dr. Kree is summoned to nurse a child who may hold the answer to this calamity.

Order Ruffian Meat today!

kck.st/4voxGu4

their past is tangled amongst the stars
a knotted serpent
destiny
catastrophe
anointed their place in all things

This is the story of the last human.

Lorca the duocorn comes galloping towards the person, her mane and long hairless tail whipping gracefully in the wind.

she pushes her head into the person's chest. the person strokes her neck and holds her face, big as a man's torso. "There you are... good girl, goood girl..."

the air swirls with a gust of wind. everything is beautiful.

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the higher they climb the louder the wail seems to get. the wail seems to be drifting down from the distant sky.

the person contemplates, sitting on a branch against the starry sky.

the wail drifts like a thread over the horizon. "To be continued"

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the person rests sleeplessly under the stars, lounging on a curled slumbering Lorca. a dying fire flickers thru the door of their shelter. they are putting the finishing touches on their latticework hat.

they are distracted by a strange faint wailing noise.

looking in the direction of its source, they stand up and begin climbing the tree their cabin is propped against.

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Vidocq yooooo

the fossilized huntress argues against the proliferation of species in the midst of future warfare under fleshly mortar fire as new continents form among the birds and understanding grows in subterranean spaces

Gravity Loop ᎠᏗᎾᏌᏁᏍᎩ ᎫᏓᎸᏗ the speculative fiction comics anthology, Issue N°.7

The crew comes thru with another 64 pages of juicy pulp:
Always Comes Down by @lichenritual.bsky.social
Paranoia Red by @chopsyn.bsky.social
OHM Prototype 2
+more

Digital or physical, find it at gravityloop.org

Lorca the duocorn comes galloping towards the person, her mane and long hairless tail whipping gracefully in the wind.

she pushes her head into the person's chest. the person strokes her neck and holds her face, big as a man's torso. "There you are... good girl, goood girl..."

the air swirls with a gust of wind. everything is beautiful.

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#Portfolioday

sample illustrations and cover art

NEW - GRAVITY LOOP ∴NEW RELEASES∴ GRAVITY LOOP #007 CARVED JESUS, AFLAME GRAVITY LOOP #006 THORNAPPLE DECK POCKET LITERATURE

also read my work at gravityloop.org along with others in our ongoing specfic comics anthology

hi #portfolioday I'm Ocean ET. i draw comics and book covers and ttrpg illustrations and 🫵your oc. hire me for an album cover i haven't done one of those yet