*listens to the fading footsteps of half her readers fleeing into the night*
No, seriously, this won't get messy. No gory details, I promise. I have that rare and weird form of hyperactive creative PMS that strikes every few months, which means that I've turned out a heckuva lot of art in the last few days, and will culminate in an eventual collapse into a bag of potato chips and ranch dip. Mmmm....ranch dip....
Err, right. The results are that I've been practicing my exaggeration and foreshortening lately. They always say that you're supposed to be able to render correctly before you can distort convincingly, and I'm finally at the point where, whether or not I can render correctly, I at least think I can, which has given me the confidence to play around with a couple of exaggerated pieces lately, which I've quite enjoyed doing. I dunno if the results have any great artist merit--they started out as a "big pants" kind of lark, and we all know what they say about the big pants thing--or are even any more lively than my usual, but I'll share 'em anyhow.
Kirin Eating Ramen
and, for Raynflower, because she's right that there are dozens of lemur species other than the ringtail: