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Ami B
@auilix.bsky.social
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I'm a Kalmyk American artist in Berlin. Illustrating, comicking, & building worlds. Soon launching the community building MMO roguelike Settle Gliese ❤️ The only way through is together 🌱 she/her
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A comic I made all around failure is up now @crucialcomix.bsky.social ! It was the first time I've worked with editors and I felt challenged in all the right ways. Thank you so much team and I hope you enjoy reading.
www.crucialcomix.com/comic/failin...
Artist Ami Bogin struggles and shakes doing the pole dance move "flatline scorpio" in which you hold yourself to the pole with opposite knee and hand while your other leg and hand stretch outwards. The title of the comic is "Failing Beautifully"
November 16, 2025 at 9:37 AM
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Food God, one of the core gods of the game who provides for the "younger" specialty gods was one of the first ones I worked on, here are some of the quick concepts. I loved drawing these elder women whose knowledge of food and heart grew as deep as the harvests. Also "magical moussaka" please yes🧂
November 14, 2025 at 11:38 AM
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I did the art and some of the UI elements. Here are a few of the gods who will demand your devotion along the way 👁️
A grandiose peacock god swirls fabric with ruffles and bows while glaring intensely An elder food god adds spices to a bubbling pot while displaying an overflowing cornucopia A four-eyed idols god wears a golden crown and headdress while admiring their idol statues
November 14, 2025 at 11:26 AM
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tis the season for rewatching over the garden wall! #overthegardenwall
Wirt from Over the Garden Wall digs a hole as pumpkins dance around him and the big guy looms larger than everyone else
October 7, 2025 at 12:15 PM
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"The Light Always Returns," a phrase that's been kicking around in my head these days. I want to keep repeating it until it becomes the truth. #print #comicart #hope
A mongolian horse rider has captured a long cloth and holds it triumphantly while stars fall around them. Above, traditional Mongolian patterns frame the illustration and shagai (sheep ankle bones that portend the future) in the four positions are drawn in circles. Text at the bottom reads "THE LIGHT ALWAYS RETURNS"
September 26, 2025 at 12:49 PM
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QRT with your skull art
September 18, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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Post a witch if you wish 🐱
A small grey cat in a witches outfit reaches for an ingredient for her potion on a high shelf while a fire quietly bubbles and a broom sweeps her cottage clean
August 18, 2025 at 12:30 PM
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Zine continued (2/2) #comics #zines
A figure in the steppes walks shadowed Saiga in the tall grass look up apprehensively. Text reads "But I am the interloper here" At her desk, she draws the funny antelopes in a sketch book. Text reads: "Forgive me my trespass" The sunset colours of the steppes (she imagines). Text reads: "I mean no harm. Or at least, that is what I tell myself."
July 29, 2025 at 11:24 AM
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A wee zine about colonialism (1/2) #comics #zines
A saiga antelope looks back from the steppes. Text reads: "Tell me: How can we make the reader care?" Someone sits at their desk on a zoom call. Text reads: "Says my client 'These creatures are so far away'" Text reads: "Actually here in Germany I am closer to my 'Homeland' than I am to this man in New York" A mouse cursor drags a yellow Google maps icon person onto the steppes of Russia. Text reads: "I must go to the steppes now"
July 29, 2025 at 11:21 AM
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QRP with your wings art!
A wing armed person is curled up inside a tree hollow surrounded by ferns
July 25, 2025 at 6:05 PM
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I'm running a #giveaway for my latest A2 #riso print for @leavenoonebehind.bsky.social on insta, but folks here are welcome to join too! Just follow and comment: what forms of hospitality exist in your culture? I will also donate to LNOB for the winner! #charity #humanrights
An image of a detailed three colour print of Greek gods hosting visiting deities from around the world. Text reads: Riso Giveaway: thanks for 1000 followers!!! A close up of small monsters sitting on the table. Text reads: follow and comment: what forms of hospitality are in your culture? Text reads: For a chance to win this print & a donation to Leave No One Behind A close up on a flying mythological creature, text reads: thank you for 1k follows!
July 20, 2025 at 12:13 PM
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So chuffed to be a part of the ‪@leavenoonebehind.bsky.social‬ show on Fri to raise funds for migrant aid in Europe with this riso! I wanted to imagine what a just migration could look like & I turned to the past and the ancient greek form of institutionalised hospitality called "xenia". prev here 👀
A three colour risograph print featuring ancient dieties and mythological creatures from various cultures sharing food around a table A close up of the Olympian Hestia, adorned with jewelry and a celestial crown, who smiles as she listens to her guests A baby deity in the arms of a visiting god from Nuba sleeps soundly A Kalmyk god rest her head in her hands and smiles.
July 15, 2025 at 2:45 PM
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Have you read my comic with @tnoc.bsky.social ? I wanted to share some of my fave hidden animals from the panels, let me know if you find more here in the full comic: www.biodiversa.eu/2025/06/09/t... #comics #nature
June 30, 2025 at 8:28 AM
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Happy to share a prev of my comic w/ @tnoc.bsky.social , Tides of Change! In Costa Rica, Sofia pioneers mangrove restoration while in Europe, Dr Lind crosses the continent to raise awareness of a deadly bacterial bloom. Based on real studies, read it in full here: www.biodiversa.eu/2025/06/09/t...
Sofia, a young energetic girl, reaches up towards blue morpho butterflies of Costa Rica which flutter above her boat sitting in a mangrove swamp. Mateo, a researcher is making notes on a laptop. A small tree frog and mangrove crab can be seen on the roots of the trees. Sofia explains to Mateo who is in a divers suit now an old saying from her town as gulls pass overhead. "We don't fish from the oceans... We fish from the mountains." Dr. Lind, a Finnish scientist comforts her child who has a fever and an ear ache resulting from the local vibrio bloom.
June 26, 2025 at 7:00 PM
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Thank you @pseudonymjones.bsky.social for #makeaterriblecomicday2025 which I did in my morning pages over coffee! I love making messy spontaneous things for which you dont know the ending... but I really must work on my handwriting.
A messy comic for #makeaterriblecomicday2025 in a notebook done in biro. Panel 1: the artist looks up shocked and says "A terrible comic?" Panel 2: She freaks out "What? Right now? Today?" Panel 3: "Oh god, what do I write?" Panel 4: Small demons appear on her shoulders, merrily annoying her. Demon 1: "C'mon you do a terrible one every day" Artist: "But this is different" Demon 2: "Just do the same shit you do every morning: dream comics, lists, what happened yesterday...." Panel 5: The demons have gotten larger and are annoyed at the lack of action in her comic. Demon 1: "Ew what is this? Nothing's happening." Artist: "But i..." Demon 2: "Cut the inner dialogue girl, no one cares, make it SPICY!!" Panel 6: Narrator: "So then me and my inner demons went to Berghain, they got in but I got rejected." Artist, walking away pathetically says "I didnt want to go anyway!"
June 24, 2025 at 8:31 AM
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I did a SAW workshop once which encouraged the use of all your markers, pens, paints, even old ones and it made so much sense I try to carry that on whenever I'm doing a little drawing club or workshop. Used the things I had in my backpack for this little flow comic!
Pencils and markers move and clash in scribbly lines on an abstract page of comic art where a sense movement culminates and then resolves peacefully. Text reads: The year came quietly rushing in hushed like an avalanche I was under before I could process the existence of snow love ones, i'm sorry ... ...are you still there? We are here Take your time, we will be waiting for you
May 21, 2025 at 12:03 PM
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New riso drop!
Borders, nations, movement and migration. These complex themes drive a lot of my work and this year I'm going to try to develop my visual language around it further. For now, this expresses a bit of my anger, my sadness and my hope 🧡 #riso #print #humanrights #migration
A dark green and red risograph print, held up. It shows a small group of people in traditional Kalmyk clothing travelling forwards, protective symbolic flowers grow around them as they traverse a hostile red barbed wire path. Text says "LET ALL BORDERS ROT" Close up of the Oirat group Colour variations of the previous risograph in a sketch form
May 8, 2025 at 7:30 PM
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Super honoured to have taken part in the Yes You Can Spray Collective's Women's Day paint jam and put my great grandma up on the walls in peaceful and beautiful Lisboa. We did run into lots of inclement weather so I wasn't able to finish on time but bestie @breemakesart.bsky.social is gonna do it 🙏
A Kalmyk lady dressed in traditional clothing holds her baby and looks worried. Behind her, embroidered flowers grow and a message hidden amongst the petals says "You too were once a refugee" Myself and Bree paint the base coat of red on a blue wall under a small awning. The doodle grid can be seen in the background. Me and Bree present the work we were able to accomplish before I had to run to the airport. The colours are vibrant on the painting of mother and child but there is still more to complete in the border.
March 11, 2025 at 7:32 PM
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In addition to an online weekly drawing club I do, I've also been leading workshops irl here in Berlin; i feel like it's been a candle in a dark winter. It was beautiful to watch everyone literally destroy the news and make such beautiful things 🌱
a bunch of colour collages lay on a table. they are made of a combination of old black and white photos of family and friends and the colourful cuttings from newspapers and magazines
March 1, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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Sometimes hell site has good shit to share (thanks @nedlazaruswolfe.bsky.social !)
From an insta post by verbatim.books : A photo of a page from something of Kurt Vonnegut which reads: "Just because some of us can read and write and do a little math, that doesn't mean we deserve to conquer the Universe." Above it is a drawing of a gravestone marked only by a ?
February 12, 2025 at 1:30 PM
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A short comic exercise on photos and writing prompted this quick comic in drawing club this week. Does anyone want to be a part of drawing club? Online, non-judgemental, and one hour a week #comics #autobiography #watercolour
Text reads: "It only snowed once this year" Underneath is a woman with short hair smiling widely. She sits in front of peacock feathers in a vase. Text reads: "Thats what I wrote based on my own photographic evidence. I'm sure it isn't true." A young child looks away from the camera. Text reads: "But if there's no photos...." Hands grasp one another in an uncomfortable position. Text reads: "Did it really happen" Two little people hold hands awkwardly, one is a toddler and the other a baby.
February 12, 2025 at 8:54 AM
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Saiga of the Steppes (3/3) #comics #comic #nature
Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 8 Panel 1 The kids crowd around the corner, pointing at the empty spot. It’s clear what patterns should go there but it has been purposefully left empty. Elya: You were working on your big masterpiece so quickly and then you stopped at this spot! Baina: Yeah, what’s supposed to go there? Panel 2 The Main character touches the shoulders of her two grandkids gently. Main character: Oh, that part? It’s not my place to say what goes there. Panel 3 She winks with a smile to her grandkids. Panel 4 The two children from behind are finally still, lost in their own worlds of imagined future hopes and dreams as the adults carry on towards the kitchen. Kids: ... Panel 5 They burst into energy with embroidery patternings around them, following the adults into the kitchen and shouting. Elya: Mooom what if I save up my allowance, then can I go to camp? Baina: Äje, can you teach me tonight! Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 9 Panel 1 The hands of the family together preparing a traditional meal. Main character (Narration): Through all the hardship, still the steppelands thrive, carrying with it the seeds of its own recovery. Panel 2 As the food is brought to the table, the children look excited as they babble to their elders. Baina: Don’t worry, we’ll save the saiga mom! Elya: And the steppelands! Main character (Narration): The indomitable saiga have returned and with it a flourishing ecosystem. Panel 3 As the children babble and eat, the main character smiles. They all have some of the embroidered motifs around as they chat. Behind them the evening light from the steppes shines in. Main character (Narration): And we are listening to the land again and telling its story. Panel 4 The family seen from afar. Now their traditional Uzbek table and meal, typically eaten on the floor, has been transported to being on the steppes at dusk. The steppes are rich in colour as the sun is setting, oranges and yellows light up the flora and shadows turn light purple. The family glows as they eat, with embroidery patterns around them showing their inspiration and love for nature. Main character (Narration): We, the keepers of the steppes Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 10 This page is a full page footnote with information on the history of the region and the saiga to give context to their plight, where we came from and how we got here. I am not sure if this is necessary but there was so much information to convey that I could not explore it all in a personal story. The main background of this page will a map be the area of the saiga’s range in Kazakhstan and Uzbekistan bordered with an incomplete embroidery design. A time lapse area in the middle of the map will show the Aral Sea’s gradual disappearance. Illustrations will accompany the facts. Text (accompanying cave painting saiga): During the Ice Age, Saiga antelope roamed from the British Isles to the Bering Strait. Saiga are pictured here in some of Europe’s oldest stone paintings. Text (accompanying close up of saiga): The saiga’s unique nose filters dust and helps keep them warm in the winter. Their horns are coveted by poachers. Text (accompanying map): Saiga now only live in a few areas on the Eurasian steppe. Where saiga thrive, plants and other animals in a rewilded ecosystem also thrive. It is vast habitat for biodiversity, and stores carbon to combat climate change too. Text (accompanying the Aral Sea): Due to agricultural exploitation, in the 1960s what was once the fourth-largest lake in the world nearly completely dried up. Humans, animals and ecosytems suffered greatly for its loss. Text (accompanying saiga footprints in the brush): Qaraqalpaq people see the hoofprint of the saiga as a sign that wards off evil and brings good luck and have incorporated the motif into their traditional arts. Text (at the bottom of the page) Embroidery in Uzbekistan is traditionally left partly unfinished as a plea for the next generation to take up the needle and continue their story. What story will you tell of your lands and the creatures that share it with you?
February 5, 2025 at 8:51 AM
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Saiga of the Steppes (2/3) #comics #comic #nature #wildlife #rewilding
Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 4 Panel 1 Mom turns back to her phone, annoyed but more mellow. She speaks quietly as if she knows how destructive her words are. Main Character (Narration): As the saiga fell, so too did our livelihoods as we laid down our craftwork to meet demands of our colonisers. Mom: This place is dead, and the kids would have it best getting out of here. Mom (smaller text): And why is everything so expensive these days anyway? Panel 2 The eldest of the two children softly shares something she learned in school. Main Character (Narration): That kind of exploitation extinguishes hope. But… Elya: But Mom, it’s true the saiga have returned. Panel 3 In this wide panel, her sister holds a finger to her mouth as she tried to concentrate on telling the story well. Behind her the market fades and we are on the seemingly empty steppes as the two children explain. Baina: Yeah, they taught us in school! The saiga have been near extinct for well, eons! Main Character (Narration): I looked it up. They’ve been critically endangered since 2001. Elya: But they recently came back! Panel 4 The kids are small in the corners of this panel and next as they recall things they learn at school. Here younger children, classmates of Baina, have saiga hats on and a lecturer stands in the front of the class with children presenting “Saiga Day 2024.” Baina: The saiga came back because folks were telling their story again! Panel 5 Elya continues the lecture while behind her the scene shows a camping trip her class went on where rangers and scientists showed the children the ecosystem of the steppelands. Elya: Lots of bad guys hurt the saiga and the steppes before… But now there’s lots of good guys too, scientists and rangers and stuff! Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 5 Panel 1 Elya proudly hands her mom a pamphlet which shows a camp on the steppes with the title “Junior Scientists of the Steppes Program: Join us at Resurrection Island”. Elya: The scientist on our field trip today gave me this! So Mom, I can work on the new nature park one day. Panel 2 Mom, looking through the pamphlet, is flustered. Mom: But honey… I can’t afford this! Panel 3 In this wide panel, the Mom looks sheepish while behind her her children cry comically. The main character holds her arm lovingly and looks concerned. Mom: And kids, saiga meat is the cheapest kind on the market... Baina: Noooo!!! I don’t wanna eat a saiga! Elya: And mom, I wanna be a scientist! Main Character: Oh you should have told me about your financial troubles... Panel 4 The main character and mom lean in close, she gives her some money she’s made. Main Character: Now with the stall, I have an income too! Let me pay and let’s not eat saiga anymore. Mom: Thanks ma... Panel 5 The mother hastily retreats with the cash off to get groceries, while the main character embraces her still tearful grandchildren. Main Character: There there now, your mother is getting us all some mutton. Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 6 Panel 1 It’s later in the day now, Mom frowns and has returned with groceries. The children babble eagerly, having forgotten their financial stress. Around the children here, some embroidery patterning emerges as they exclaim their excitement. Elya: Oh to be a scientist and study the saiga and the steppes! Baina: Or to be a seamstress, like Äje! Main Character (Narration): Like the saiga, my grandkids give me hope. Panel 2 The mother is exasperated as she leafs through the pamphlet again, but the main character simply smiles at her grandkids. The light embroidery patterning remains around the family. Main Character (Narration): As do the facts: Since the fateful year of the disease, the Saiga population have rebounded to more than 2 million in the world today. Mom: Now I’ll never hear the end of this. Main Character (Narration): It’s never too late or too early to find your calling. Panel 3 The mom reads aloud from the pamphlet now, she is still dubious but nevertheless she too has sprung inspired embroidery. We can see the pamphlet over her shoulder which shows the new territory of land set aside as a nature reserve. Mom: Resurrection Island? Is this another fairy tale? Elya: That’s the new place I was saying about Mom, where scientists are fighting to set aside land so the animals and plants can return! Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 7 Panel 1 In the evening, the family walk away from the market together along a dusty street, the main character pulling a trolley with her wares in and the children and mom helping and carrying bags. The shuttered shop fronts they pass in front of hint to the economic hardship this region has gone through. Main character (Narration): For me, that saiga set me on a path to rediscover a craft that once ran in our family before colonisation, famine and drought made us lay down our tools. Panel 2 At the main character’s home, everyone goes in the main door and she pauses to look towards the open steppes. It is rich with early evening colour and the horizon cuts far and deep. Main character (Narration): Back then we gave up our freedom and with it our ability to tell our own story. Panel 3 Close up of the open steppelands in the fading light. What is out there? Main character (Narration): But now I am learning what our ancestors once knew: Our land was not a thing from which to wrest profits, but a tapestry in which we are all a thread connected. Panel 4 In her home, colourful wall hangings and décor abound with symbology of the steppes in embroidered patterns of varying Uzbek styles. One of the children points to the big tapestry on the wall which has a sprawling pictographic scene of the steppelands but has one remaining corner unfinished. Main character (Narration): Each stitch alongside the other, the saiga, the sea, the steppelands and us. Elya: Äje what’s this?
February 5, 2025 at 8:50 AM
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Since there was interest in these lovely and strange trunk-nosed antelope, I thought I'd share my short comic about them (+ colonialiam and exploitation) Saiga of the Steppes. Don't worry there's a good ending 💚
Cover of the short comic Saiga of the Steppes by Ami Bogin. A male saiga antelope walks towards the viewer on the steppes with Karakalpak embroidery behind him. SAIGA OF THE STEPPES PAGE 1 Panel 1 Qaraqalpaq embroidery threads show a steppelands scene with geometric patterns of rich colours on dark cotton cloth. Main Character (Narration): Recently, a messenger came to me in a dream. Panel 2 Now in a realistic but painterly and dreamy style, a wizened old lady’s feet stand barefoot on a dessicated shore. Main Character (Narration): I stood on the banks of the once-sea and a saiga antelope approached me. Panel 3 Back in the embroidery style, the radiant symbol for saiga antelope shines on dark cloth. Main Character (Narration): “Who are you?” I asked this beautiful elder. Panel 4 Back to the realistic dream style, this time we see an ephemeral saiga elder himself. In a fluffy winter coat, he turns to watch the POV with a wise air, his horns translucent and tall. Behind him a glimpse of the steppes in the wintertime with fallen modernities represents the former industry around Aral Sea including fishing and weapons testing. Main Character (Narration): “You and I are the keeper of the steppes,” said he. Panel 5 In this wide panel in the dream style, we see the main character, an old Qaraqalpaq lady, facing the saiga elder at the now dessicated shore of the Aral Sea. She is a fit senior and, like the intrepid saiga, is used to a life of work on the steppes. She wears a colourful headscarf and a mixture of traditional and western clothing. She kneels and stretches out hands grasping sand, pleading with the saiga. Behind them, the shape of large rusted ships and other structures lie fallen in the mist. Though it is an ecological disaster, still the steppes and the dry lake bed are beautiful. It’s a flat expanse with a range of colours playing on the eyes showing the depth of the horizon. Main Character: I want to believe you! But people with power have wrecked our bodies and our lands. Look at what once was our sea… Saiga: And yet we are still here. Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 2 Panel 1 Continuing in the dream style, the main character is in anguish, her brows furrowed in pain at the thought of the destruction she has seen. Main Character: And now after the engineers plowed bare the steppes, we live among oil explorers who rend it with fences and pipeline. Though I am here, I am powerless... Panel 2 Close up on the saiga in the dream style, wind pulling at his mane as he watches thoughtfully and silently. Panel 3 He turns away. Saiga: I have walked these lands since the age of glaciers, and yet I remain. Panel 4 The embroidery Qaraqalpaq symbology for saiga springs behind him in the air giving him a sort of holy look. Saiga: We have something they cannot take away. Panel 5 He steps in the dream style but embroidery springs forth in hopeful patterns at his hoofs. Saiga: We have in us the power of rebirth. Main Character: But how? Panel 6 Now we are in the real world, the style décor falls away to be a modern and clean style. Under the main character’s fingertips, we see that she has captured the likeness of the saiga footprint on an embroidered bit of cloth. Traditionally this symbol warded off evil and brought good luck. Main Character: “Spin our story on thread and cloth...” Saiga of the Steppes PAGE 3 Panel 1 In this wide panel, the main character is at a market stall showing embroidered bags and small crafts she has made on display at her table while other vendors nearby sell food and wares. Her daughter looks at a phone seemingly annoyed while her two young grandchildren look on with awe, leaning on her table with curiosity. Baina, the younger is energetic and eager, Elya, the older, is thoughtful. Äje means grandmother in Kazakh. The main character holds up one of her sashes to point out the symbol that means saiga as she explains the dream. Main Character: “As your mother did before you,” he said. Baina: Wow Äje, so that’s why you’ve been making all these bags and sashes! Main Character (Narration): We are at my new stall at Central Market in Nukus, Uzbekistan. Panel 2 The kids look up at her in amazement. Around her, some traditional embroidery patterns make visual her inspiration and hope. Elya: A saiga antelope told you to! Baina: A dream saiga! Main Character (Narration): I’m lucky my grandchildren are open to the old ways. Panel 3 The Main Character’s daughter looks annoyed. Mom: Mom you’re filling their heads with nonsense! Main Character (Narration): Because I raised my daughter with too much scepticism. Panel 4 The mother scrunches up her nose at the craft table and makes air quotes while the grandmother looks up at her sadly. Mom: What does “the power of rebirth” even mean? It’s all just fairy tales! Main Character (Narration): It’s true that as a child she saw our proud sea turn to desert then later in life she saw two-thirds of the saiga population die in a season. Panel 5 Close up on the main character whose brow furrows with the pain of those years by when the hardship for human and animal alike were a central part of their existence. Her daughter holds a bit of embroidery unconvincingly in her free hand. Main Character (Narration): Their bodies littered the fallen lands back then and it broke her heart.
February 5, 2025 at 8:48 AM
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Gotta share my elephant-nosed deer the Saiga antelope! They have roamed the central asian steppes since the ice age! i did a comic about them too :)
A saiga antelope stands in front of an Uzbek embroidery motif
February 4, 2025 at 3:14 PM