At the Mountains of Beard

With a hunger that knows no end, the beard expands, extends, inhabits, animates.  The man no longer grows the beard, the beard grows the man.  The beard grows the horse, the troll, the house, the countryside.  The beard grows all.

Don't ask where that house/beard found a mace that big - I don't know the answer to that question.

In other news, we have a guest viking today from the marvelous Christina Ellis! 

Yes.

Assorted Additions

So! I did some re-shooting of the Sudden! Now with a little time laps-ey thingy! I've recorded it a couple times now, but I'm honestly still not sure how to get it not to look awful with the camera I have (it comes out all noisy (not sound noise, the other kind) and weird), so it might be a little before I manage to get that in order. Anyway, without further ado:

Annnnnnnnnnnd, I haven't posted in a little bit, sand I know re-shooting the Sudden doesn't really qualify as new content, so here are some train doodles of the important things in life: spacemen and little monsters.

Beep boop

-Rob