Gooday everyone,
Welcome to the Deacon Corner. If you’re new here, these galleries dive into the inspirations behind the images you’ll find throughout the books posted on these pages. In these issues, I also like to share the commission details for each project, so readers can follow along with how these images came to life.
If there’s a particular piece you’re curious about, you can find all previous issues under my journal entries or linked directly beneath the images within each chapter.
Now before we begin, none of these beautiful art pieces would exist without the incredible talent of Sickjoe who is the creative force behind all the artwork in these books. Quite literally the heart and soul of this visual world. If you appreciate his work as much as I do, I encourage you to visit his gallery and explore more of his stunning creations.
Now, without further ado, let's take a look at the featured image and the commission details below.
I’d like to have a few pieces on the constructs living in the heads of the sisters of fate. These beings are their other halves and help them weave fate by whispering in their ears. They meet only in dreams since the constructs aren’t physical beings, but, when summoned, they take the appearance of their host’s idealized version of themselves.
We’ll start with Atropos and Morta.
Background: This scene occurs in Morta’s head, a metaphysical dream space Atropos dwells in. The world is reminiscent of an interrogation room with a single hanging light, two stools, and an old wooden table. To quote Morta in this scene: Double-sided glass, stale coffee, a half-eaten doughnut, and an empty liquor bottle. This could only mean one thing. She wasn’t getting her phone call.
That Morta visualizes her dreamscape as an interrogation room is a reflection of her character. Unlike her sisters, Morta doesn’t feel free in her dreams but is imprisoned by them. She fears her idle thoughts and the devil that plays when she lets her mind wander.
Atropos: As mentioned, Atropos appears as Morta’s idealized version of herself, a mature woman. Morta longs for adulthood and Atropos reflects that appearing as Morta would fully grown. However, they aren’t exactly twins of different ages. Atropos shares Decima’s feminine qualities, wearing her hair down instead of in a braid, her skin a darker tanned color, a striking contrast to her sharp blue eyes. Atropos is aware of Morta’s insecurities and flaunts her beauty with short, revealing dresses, exposing a thigh holster for a short-range pistol as she sits seductively on the table.
Atropos is the reason Morta grows fond of such attire. You might say, she’s a terrible influence in addition to being batshit crazy.
Morta: In this sequence, Morta is now a teenager, and is thoroughly unamused by Atropos’s behavior. The two women are playing a game of Russian roulette, aggressively shoving a pistol back and forth between each other. What I mean to be most unsettling about this scene is that both appear completely unconcerned about a potential lead injection between the eyes. This game is as normal to them as tic tac toe. They are, after all, two halves of the same whole, and what exactly is normal in this strange world of theirs?