Wind-time, wolf-time, ere the world falls;

I started working on a big Ragnarök leg sleeve this week.
Víðarr fighting Fenrir, some fire, some lightning.
You know.
Viking apocalypse type stuff.
(no, no Naglfar. but that would have been dope)






















We didn't get too much farther than the outline,
but I'm pretty excited about it.
It's on a big leg, for sure,
so it was three full stencil pages,
along with a ton of Sharpie markering.














This weekend, aside from painting my butt off,
Meryl and I will also be attending Powderhorn's Art Sled Event.
Yeah, my neighborhood is pretty rad.