Rotting Appleteeth is a goblin of indulgence and decay.  Rotting is quick, selfish, and most certainly dangerous.  Legend has it th...

Here we have an armed man struggling with some shadowy denizen.  This piece is from a older portfolio that I had created to present to RPG...

Here we have a reinvestigation of a previous sketch of one of my favorite dark Marvel comics characters, D'spayre .  With the ...

Within the cauldron of experience, the masks of time are shredded to reveal the true essence.

Here's a more recent sketch, but this one has a digital twist.  I developed this image while playing in Photoshop and exploring pa...

The bringers of Death, the armored puppets of Doom, the Knights of Valzoth are never slain. They only slumber until called upon t...

Chaos swirls around him consuming even the most simple of moments in an escalating conflagration.

"Slowly, I moved into the room.  The smell of mildew and rot was overwhelming.  I covered my mouth and nose with my shirt sleeve...

Like the Pair Dadeni, the Cauldron of Rebirth , here we have the Cup of Bones with Osiris emerging.

The following is a translation from Die Tür Des Bösen : "The Svyash Chenniksglaza, or the Priests of the Eye, are an ancient fan...

Here we have a strange winged denizen of the night. Once I'd inked this piece, I didn't care for the flame hair, but it was alrea...

Here we have the first Featured Creature of the 2013, a creepy little three tongued spikey demon.  I suspect he is a demon of lying or ...

A moment of revelation feeds their understanding of each other. ...and the chase continues.

A creepy sharpie sketch from some time ago.  This was a developmental sketch for a painting.  After scanning the image, I did a little...

"I have not come to tell you what it is. I have come to ask you the question."

He hangs midair like a ghost, hovering amongst labyrinthine structures. His secret, the unseen movement of a great wind. He disturbs ...

Here's a touched up portrait of H. P. Lovecraft I created to hang in my space.  I wanted a portrait of the horror master to inspire...

Beneath my skin I drown, The world has become incompatible, toxic to my very essence. I struggle against this precipice of change, t...

What form is this? What lesson? What karmic vision? In the gloaming a figure emerges.

Another step on the pathway of the initiate.