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See my progression in 3 stages from the early, unrefined start in image #3, to more detailed in #2, to finished in #1.

-Acrylic on Stretched Canvas

-16" by 20"

-Varnished with Spray Varnish (Windsor & Newton)

Title: Isaiah Howard

Isaiah carries tension like it belongs in his body. Nothing is accidental - every line, every pause feels loaded. It's not release you're seeing. It's control stretched thin.

Prints/Originals ect at my Etsy link in bio

Drawing clothes is a nightmare. At least everything else is fun.

I'm fairly new here, but I hope I can contribute. I would appreciate any criticism or advice :D.

Title: Caleb Monroe

Caleb's strength is in his softness. The curve of his body, the calm in his breath. Desire here feels like devotion.

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Mirko is a Russian living and working in France around 2010. He was a craftsman who worked on historical buildings and traveled throughout France and Western Europe. I knew him briefly. He was a redhead with skin like marble. A truly beautiful man inside and out. This digital painting was featured recently in the SKIN! art show in Tampa FL.

Title: Kyle Harrison

Kyle's hands rest lightly at his sides, yet the warmth radiates like he's holding the world. There's tenderness in the way he looks at you, a subtle yearning that isn't loud but impossible to ignore. This is affection captured in stillness.

Prints/Originals ect at my Etsy link in bio.

Title: Bradley Hunter

Bradley leans back, gaze locked on yours, magnetic and intense. Every breath, every subtle muscle twitch, speaks of hunger and tension. It's passion distilled - fierce, consuming, and utterly addictive.

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Spent ALL NIGHT last night finished the entire under-drawing for this epic painting I am going to do. It's my all-time highest selling commission painting, the most I will ever have made from a patining commission, and also the largest painting I have ever done (24" by 36") !!!! Let me know what you guys think!

i think i put every emotion i’m experiencing now into the artwork. i hope it finds a feedback in your soul too.

a progress pic is on the last one

original oil painting, 70x70 cm, 2026

just a quick 40 minute doodle to accompany the daydream from this morning. Let me know if it’s any good?

MATTIE opened his eyes to see the familiar glow of the morning sun on the ceiling of his bedroom. His lily-pad green eyes sparkled as he smiled to himself, thinking of what a lovely dream he’d had.

He’d met a naked, wingless fairy dancing around a fire in the middle of a forest. His teeth were sharp and his eyes glowed purple, but his smile was kind.

Mattie felt compelled to take his own clothes off and dance naked around the fire as well. It’s not something he would usually do, but the fairy had offered him a funny little drink that made him feel strange inside.

They had danced for hours, laughing and howling until they collapsed on each other. Smooth skin on skin, wet mouths, the glowing embers.

He lay there, unable to move, while the fairy mounted him, tilting back and smoothly riding up and down, forward and backward. The fairy gripped his chest and bit his neck, and kept going and going for what felt like an eternity until, finally, Mattie exploded inside of him.

Exhausted, they giggled together, the fairy laying his head on Mattie’s chest, tracing his fingers along his hip bones. They fell asleep together, and Mattie drifted back into the world.

Looking at the ceiling still, he smiled.

He moved to get out of bed, but there was something heavy on his chest. A cat or two, perhaps.

He looked down to find the fluffy bedhead of a young man with leaves in his hair, sharp, pointy ears, and dirt under his nails.

He realized he must still be dreaming.

He touched the other boy’s face softly, stirring him awake.

The boy with messy hair looked up into his eyes, but his eyes were not purple as Mattie had imagined. They were the strangest combination of forest brown, leafy greens, and stardust?

The boy with stars in his eyes kissed Mattie, tasting like fire smoke and cinnamon.

Mattie kissed him back and realized maybe this was never a dream at all.

Maybe it was a fairy tale.

Let me know what you all think of this painting I've completed!

Title: Malik Carter

Malik leans close, heat in his gaze, lips just shy of yours. Every inch of him radiates raw desire, the kind that makes the world outside disappear. Passion coils between you, urgent and undeniable.

Prints/Originals ect at my Etsy link in bio