Three Warriors: I started this one shortly after watching the Corean movie "Musa" ("Warrior"). The drawing reminds me of an Asian Dungeons & Dragons illustration (not that there ever was a good one). More description at the bottom of the page.

Sa Nyang (archer): The archer on the left sports pigtails and thick-framed "nerdy" glasses. I thought it would be amusing to imply she was far-sighted while looking over her glasses to aim, and also missing her left pinky (bandaged) as if from a past misadventure. I forget what time period that pattern on her robe is from, but it is not a kimono (this is Corean, not Japanese).

Body Satva (bodhisattva): Buddhist figurines always look somewhat feminine and peaceful (and half-naked), so I decided to draw a "Buddha" as a femme with a masculine physique (and half-naked). She is demonstrating the same pose with her hands and wears similar trappings as the Buddha is often shown with. A weapon is held in her posturing right hand and a lotus is in the other. She is both feminine and masculine, peaceful and (potentially) warlike.

Song Mu Sa (I just like the sound of it): The girl on the right wears armor from the Coryo period, although I took liberty with the details. The shoulder guard shows a temple guardian (tiger, demon, or dragon?) called a Gwimyun, often engraved on temple tiles from the Silla Dynasty. The pattern on her breastplate was from a lacquer-inlaid Mother of Pearl chest from the Chosun Dynasty (1550-1700). She carries a little baby on her back, modelled after my own 2-month child. (First time I drew a baby too.)

The background is taken from a landscape of Sorak-san, or the "Snow Peak Mountain" range in Corea -- a harsh mountainous region where Buddhist monks used to go to seek refuge and meditate. There are temples there that can only be reached by foot.

I asked permission from Amy (my lovely wife) to draw "other women" with her baby, because I didn't want her to get the wrong idea that I was "leaving her out of the picture." The drawn femmes, as in all my drawings, reflect my own heart, and hence they are ferociously guarding our sweet child.