I like to draw skeletons and ghosts, all manner of dark twisty things.

These are sketches of tunnels and the underground lair of the Necromancer Nikola and his half-dead son Modie. It’s not the most pleasant smelling of places, and certainly not the cleanest, but it is their bone and coffin filled home.

What I haven’t figure out yet is what Modie plays with. What kind of toy’s do you buy a nine year old boy who is half corpse ? Do you get him a vampire dinosaur? Robot zombies? A mummy ninja? What a perplexing quandary. His poor father must have the worst time with birthdays.

This is Modie. He says hello.