Another background landscape from another imaginary bizarre world, this time about another building the size of a country with its own biosphere inside. And with DIY tools in it.
Rescued from the past, I decided to edit a piece of illustration made out from imagination about a big factory (the size of a nation) called the Factory of Machines, a place with forgotten locations where some gigantic columns of hundred of meters tall tanggled by stems and moss covered the rusted forsaken contraptions with badly maintained bridges linking them.
I´m not making too many ARTS because I´m currently developing some big, big projects abroad and, well, drawing for illustration gets a secondary (tertiary) role.
My most beloved cat ever doing a trip with her mongolian dolphin to the balmy zone of Band Land. From Rayman´s world.
(note to the future yourself: you weren´t on drugs when did this)