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Visual Art


Succubus
This was one of my first digital drawings—a succubus. I was still learning line work, shading, and how wierd I was willing to take things. It started as a normal body, but soon became a little twisted. I was on a Discord call with my friend while drawing this. He used to watch me sketch while he played games. At one point, I was very zoomed in… working on her panties. His screen froze. And that’s when his stepmom walked into his room. He couldn’t minimize it. Couldn’t move. C
Malice Blūm
1 hour ago


No Air
Living with asthma often feels like being trapped in a room with little or no air.
Malice Blūm
2 days ago


As Above...So Below...
This piece reflects the belief that the inner and outer self mirror one another. The tree, rooted deep in the earth and reaching toward the sky, reflects those inner and outer worlds — a symbol of grounding, growth, and interconnectedness.
Malice Blūm
5 days ago


Between Extremes
I drew this tattoo design for a friend of mine who is bipolar. She asked me to draw what it feels like for her, and this was the end result.
Malice Blūm
6 days ago


Teddy
This is Teddy, a previous neighbor’s adorable beagle. His daughter asked if I could draw a picture of her pup, and I couldn’t say no. He was far too sweet a face not to put on paper.
Malice Blūm
7 days ago


Third Eye Bloom
A trippy portrait drawn in the haze of greenhouse thunder (Mary Jane, zaza, pot, weed — whatever your fancy). It has a funny way of turning colors brighter and ideas stranger, and this piece grew out of that headspace: the third eye, the waves of color, and the dreamy expression. My kids also left their signature — a tiny red doodle on her neck — before I had a chance to put her on display. It took me so long to draw this, and when I was finally finished, I almost didn't wa
Malice Blūm
May 31




The Venus de Milo Study
An ongoing study of the Venus de Milo through sketches created across the years.
Malice Blūm
May 27


Falling Apart
When my seizures were at their worst, I started drawing more seriously, using it more like therapy. When my body felt out of control, art became something within my control—a place where the chaos could go. Over time, the act of drawing became its own kind of therapy.
Malice Blūm
May 22


Zombie
I drew this zombie when The Walking Dead was really popular. It was great practice for sketching wrinkles, stretched skin, and pushing facial features into something more unsettling.
Malice Blūm
May 15
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