And Then Dice Happened

Things have been a little quiet lately as I hit a bit of a snag - I couldn't see to paint! It turns out that old age has snu...

I am in the signals. I am the hiss of static from an untuned radio. I am the flicker of snow on your screen. I am the blocky glitch in the v...

In the endless flat of the Grimnir Fens, travellers must be wary of the Deadlights. Ever keen to draw people off into the endle...

These are the undead followers of the Harrowed King. My idea here to ensure that the palette didn't become too monotonous w...

If you wake at midnight, and hear the blade do scrape, Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking past the drape, Them that sees no s...

"His Kingdom lay vast around Dust and ash and bone; Shadows curled and drifted  Where the High King Fell." Some say he sold h...

Our GW Store is having a painting competition  - as are all the others - and this is the first of my two entries. The full title is, of...