airship pirates sketches

With permission of Captain Robert of Abney Park I can show you very tiny preview images of my first sketches for Airship Pirates RPG Book. But I'll wait for finished versions until book's publishing.

clockwork bunnies

Well... they was early sketches for a university's con logo. This year's them was steampunk but I think it's canceled or something like that or something not like that, like whatever.

Once upon a time...

...there was a little, lovely girl

who lived in a sunflower field with her nameless friend.

They made tiaras with daisies,

created blue butterflies with their tiny hands

and slept under the great willow trees.

One day she slept and never woke up.

Her dreams grew up and became two different one,

a maker and a destroyer.

The Maker creates a whole world

and the Destroyer destroys all of them.

The Maker creates again

and the Destroyer destroys again.

They follow each other

and they always run away from each other.

Then... one day,

they decided to stay together,

for awhile.

They just wanted to try.

So, let them try.

~*~

WIP Bookmarks

for my Etsy Shop :3

Pale Series

"Forgetten Legends"

"Circus"

Etsy Shop, Coming Soon!

This Halloween I made little gifts for kids. You will remeber my last post, Halloween Coins. But you only see their sketches. Antway, kids love them and one of my friend said "you can sell them on Etsy." So, I decided open a shop on Etsy for my handmade goods.

Last night I made few banners for shop but I love them all so I can't chose. Maybe I can get help here?

Sorry for grammer or other wrong things, I've little busy right here.

Red Lips ~ Box of Delusions

Ooo Rainbow ~ Delusion Maker's Odds and Ends

Cherry #1 ~ Delusion Maker's Odds and Ends

Cherry #2 ~ Delusion Maker's Odds and Ends

Cherry #3 ~ Delusion Maker's Odds and Ends

Halloween Coins -WIP-

Work in progress project for Halloween and kids. I will take care of few kids, so these coins for them. I made a lot of gifts for theem, I'm the best baby-sitter/elder-sister EVER!

coins (c) ME! if you touch them, without my permission, you will be cursed and Spirits of Halloween never let you alone!

Sketches from Istanbul Trip

Hi, I'm back ;)

Air Siren(s)

Children of Nile

These sketches are for our Steampunk themed radio & story project named Steam-Stream.

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Sketch for Sandık Dergi's 5th issue.

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People!
My old friends and new ones.

a new one :3
he is cute.

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Mine & Nasuh Mahruki

Nasuh is the co-founder and the president of AKUT.
AKUT is a Turkish Search and Rescue Assocation.

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Tarık

A photographer also he's a volunteer of AKUT, like me.

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aand other new ones!

Merve (she's a Sandık Dergi's editor also one of my DJs in Radio Subdelirious-State)
Aras (director guy)
Nur (Merve's friend)
Barış (he's one my project friends from Steam-Stream)

Faena the Hunter Pupil

My Ally char Faena's first sketch. She's a hunter and she with her mentor Grimald (the Mad) the Dwarf Hunter. Actually I'm a Horde player, Troll Shaman (yay!), but I give my word to Grim, 'cause of this I draw Fae & Grim first.

( for tha Horde >_< )

Oldies II

Meet the Little Red Riding Hood. I love fairy tales and I decided make my own fairy (weird) tales. So, I started with Red. Her first sketch, she is a hard smoker, tomboy and wolf-walker. But now, I'm thinking about something different for her.

Date: November 13, 2006

And here, my lovely Snow White. She's a soul catcher, a beloved monster, a kick-ass princess of fairyland. So, watch your steps!

Date: 2008

And here one of my beauties, my first sketch about my Linear Psychosis Project and its finished version.

Date: 2009

Date: September 29, 2009

Oldies I

I wanna show you guys, some oldie sketches of mine and their finished or nearly finished versions.

First couple are my marrionette desings for Clockwork Snail Traveling Marionette Troupe's new show, an extra-ordinary history of Rapunzel. Here's the Marionette Witch and Marionette Rapunzel. Snails are Turkish Puppeteers, they make their own marionettes and shows. Very talented and crazy couple they are XD

>@/'

Here, meet Lethe the Dragon Knight. She was a goddess/maker from one of my stories. Kind of warrior. She have three friend, too. But I can't remember what they look like and also, I lost Lethe's sketches. But here the stages and last version of her.

'Ello world!

Here's tha yar favorite maker, the one who play with delusions! Yes, my dearies, that's me! the Delusion Maker!

My my, welcome to my delusional factory! You can see first sketches of delusions, here. And other work in progress thingies.

Just watch and wait, pumpkins.

C'ya.

Şimdi ve burada...

Uzun zaman oldu.

Kendi dünyalarımızın, düşlerimizin ve kabuslarımızın arasında yaşıyor, ölüyor ve diriliyorduk. Zamanın ve evrenlerin arasında bir birimizden ve kendimizden uzak hayatlarda beden bulduk. Birimizin göz kırpışı diğerinin ömrüydü. Kimi zaman bir orta çağ savaşçısı olduk, kimi zaman bir cadı, demirci, katil, kurtaran, yok eden ve niceleri olduk. Adlarını insan soyunun bilmediği tür ve ırklarda bazen kadındık bazen erkek bazen bilinmeyen bir cins. Bizden o kadar çok vardı ki ve o kadar hiç yoktu ki bizden, bazen kendimizle savaştık, yansımalarımızla ve öteki bizlerle, bazense oturup dost olduk onlarla farklı evrenlerde aynı bedenleri paylaştık.

Benden ne kadar çok var bilmiyorum ama hissediyorum, her gün her dakika yeni bir tane ben doğuyor başka bir düşte, başka bir evrende.

Uzaktım... ama yakındım da. Dünyalarımın köşelerinden uzandım ve onu gözledim. İzledim. Büyüyordu. Benim ve diğerlerinin yokluğunu dolduran hayaletler, onun gizli benlikleri güçlenip hayat bulmuştu. Omzumdan aşağı eğilip onun düşlerini süzen benim hayaletlerim gibi.

İzledim. Kızıl saçları rüzgârda uçuşurken kendini kaybedişini, ölüşünü, dirilişini ve yeniden yükselişini gördüm. Değişimini ve büyümesini izledim.

Şimdi ve burada tüm görkemiyle karşımda dururken, zihinlerimiz bir birinde yankılanıyor ve ben artık biliyorum, küçüğüm büyüdü... ve artık, o benim küçüğüm değil.

"...yes my dear, you are not my little winged anymore. We all have slept so long."

"I AM a writer!" Scene

A little dialogue from one of my projects named "Once upon a time..." It's kind of fairy weird tale. Characters from the first scenes; D the Bookstore Girl, Mr. Ozzy the Bookstore's Owner and Boy the boy... oh, and he is a writer.

Actually, I'm not a huge fan of male main characters. Especially these days. I prefer the female ones with a strong personality. But this story has to many female characters because of this main character is a male.

On the other side you need an explanation for this part of the story. Boy is the main character and he is a John Doe for now. He hit his head to cobblestone because of a thief and lose his consciousness. But for a moment he saw something red in the night and it was not blood. In the early hours of the next day's morning, D found him, woke him and brought him to the bookstore. She cleaned and bandaged his wound on his forehead. After these, she went to buy somethings for breakfast.

And, action!

Few minutes after D, an old man came to the bookstore. He had a lot of books in his arms. And he was walking with difficulty. He saw the young man in the store and walked to the him.

"Finally you came! I've been waiting for you the whole week, boy!" the old man said.

"Me? Why?" asked the young man.

"Why?! You ask? Now, come and help me. Take these," old man gave books and stuff to him.

"O-uh, okay."

"Go, go, walk," he pushed the boy with his cane.

"Mister, uh-- I think there is a misunderstanding here."

"Keep walking boy, speak less, work more."

"Okay, okay!" he said and in a low voice he continued "don't hit me with that thing."

"Don't mumble boy! Speak clear. I'm an old man. Now, stop, wait. I will find my keys... keys, this one for store, home, chase, mmm... it should be here..." he said and started searching his pockets.

"Mister, can I--"

"Shh, you will scare it."

"Whom I'll scare?"

"Shhh! Oh--- I found it," and he opened his room's door with an old key. "Come on, go inside," old man pushed the boy again. "Drop the things here boy," he went to his desk and turned on the old fashion lamb, "and come here, come closely, let me to see you."

"Oookay," he said but he didn't go. First, he looked the area weirdly.

"I SAID come here, boy! I don't have much time like you, come here."

"Okay, okay." And he went to the old man's near. And old man looked him very carefully.

"Interesting..." old man said.

"What? What's interesting?"

"Shh, silent." He looked to him for a awile, and later, "what happend to your head?"

"I hit it the cobblestone."

"Cobblestone?"

"Yes... cobblestone."

"Well, no judging here. Young ones has different and ridiculous hobbies these days."

"What? Wait, it's not a hobbie, I was--"

"What's your gift boy?"

"Wha-- what gift?"

"A gift. Everybody has a gift. Hmm, what's your gift?"

"Uhm..."

"Nothing? What do you do boy? What are you doing for life? Oh, I found. I should ask like this I think, 'What's your job?' "

"Oh! Uh, I, I'm a writer."

"A writer? Excellent."

"Did you write anything?"

"Of course I wrote. I told you I'm a writer."

"Yes, I heard that. Did you write anything I read?"

"Uhm... Maybe, I don't think so."

"Try me. What was that? Book, comic, short story, scenario, poem?"

"A book."

"Nice, what was it's name?"

"Aw, uhm, it was Stolen Cage."

"That trash was yours?"

"That wasn't a trash. It was my best seller novel!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes!"

"Well, it was a trash anyway."

"It wasn--"

"Now, you can go and work."

"Wai-- I--"

"Hey," D said suddenly came to the room, "Goodmo--"

"Hurry up, hurry up. Go to the outside! Take the key," old man said and gave a key to young man.

"But, wait, what ke--"

"D will explain you, your work."

"Whoa? What work?

"Cleaning, helping stuff! The stuffs a bookstore needs. D, show the room to the boy."

"Yes, Sir."

"But, miste--"

"Outside the room kids! I'm a busy man!" and he pushed them to the outside of the room and closed to door.

"Well," D said, "I will show you the room."

"What? What room? No room. Who is this crazy old man? He never listens to me!"

"He is Mr. Ozzy."

"So?" he asked with sarcastic voice.

"This is, here, Mr. Ozzy's Bookstore, did you miss the board?"

"Really? Are you kidding me?" and he's voice was still sarcastic.

"Nope. Wanna see the room?"

"No. I don't want to see the room!"

"Okay," and she started walking.

"Wait, where are you going?" he followed her.

"Front side of the store of course. I have work to do."

"What work?" they arrived to the front side of the store.

"Reading," and she sat on the chair behind the cash table (?).

"Seriously? You're kidding me."

"Why? You do not read?"

"Of course I read, I'm a writer."

"Yup, I heard that," and she started reading. Young man looked at her with blank eyes. After these they heard the old man's voice.

"D! D!"

"Yes, Mr. Ozzy?" she yelled but she continued to read as well.

"Did you see," he came to them. He seemed like searching for something, "did you see my glasses?," what was I say? "I can't find them."

"They are on your head Mr. Ozzy."

"Oh, there you are. Thank you young lady, oh, who is this young man?" old man asked.

"He is John Doe, he was a writer," she said still reading her book.

"I AM a writer."

"Sorry, he IS a writer, Mr. Ozzy," and she turned over the page.

"Oh, how wonderful career for a young man. Did you write anything I read?" old man asked very nicely.

Young man looked him weirdly and answered to him, "No."

"What a shame," old man said sadly, "well, I have to go. Take care of the store young ones."

"Good days Mr. Ozzy," and she passed on to other page.

"Is he..."

"Yup, he is" and she turned over the page, again.

CUT!

Written by delusionmaker / me

Edited by Roselyn Shade