S - V (..)

ɪᴍᴘᴇʀɪᴀʟ sᴇɴᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴀᴜ - ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪv (ɪ. ɪɪ. ɪɪɪ)

Scattered across temporary safehouses, the master-padawan structure fell away. Small and street-smart, those old enough to have been padawans (in another life) became essential. A teenage courier could infiltrate the highest and lowest levels of Coruscant without suspicion.

Apprenticeships were replaced by cells, with one master or knight looking out for a handful. Hiding in abandoned warehouses, pipes, and junkyards, they became something closer to a family than the Order at it's height would have ever allowed.

After her master was slain, Talzin sent Ventress to Sidious. Half witch and half Jedi, entirely anger, she was an attractive enough gift to hide that she was revenge on the reneging snake. But the master of deception wasn't fooled long and at the first whiff of her real purpose, Palpatine threw Ventress in with his cache of captive Jedi. Kept below the palace to sharpen the teeth of his Inquisitors and occasionally released to give a young Vader an easy hunt and a very real test. When Obi-wan found what remained of the caged knights, Ventress was the only one to survive the rescue. She tells herself, most days, that soon she'll leave; as soon as there is a good enough opportunity to strike at the Empire, she'll be gone. She isn't sure whats keeping her.

Obi-wan leaves for like five minutes and suddenly everything is on fire. Five minutes, you guys. (Which is also an alternate title for episode 3.) After the last picture on part 3 I gave up on drawing Coruscant for the time being.

Sorry about all the posts of studies lately, I'm trying to keep myself accountable and motivated.

Using a bunch of in-between shades ain't cheating because... Korriban, that's why.

Leia in Han's clothes telling someone (him) off.

100% Detail breakdown (view on fullsize to see properly)

I had kind of a nervous breakdown lately about stupid irl problems, and I haven't had a lot of energy to work on my current wips (I overshare a lot on tumblr, sorry ya'll).

Trying to get back into that feeling of feeling good things about what I create, though, and I started digging through old .psds. While the majority of a painting is designed to only be seen at the final screen resolution, sometimes to create the look I want there end up being spots that have a lot of details I like that never end up visible.

from life - a present for my dad