A piece for a trade- Morrigan from the Dragon Age game series.
I started this piece shortly after I was evacuated. It was a really strange period of waiting- what had started with my dad and I watching the red glow in the distance from our roof had swept into town and threatened my childhood home more quickly than I could have ever imagined- I was powerless to do anything but draw.
Typically my prints are done on linoleum since it doesn't have a grain and is easier to carve, but this one is on wood- I wanted to convey a lack of control, the crackling hunger of the fire and the deep ache of uncertainty- for myself and my hometown.
The sketch and final versions of a piece inspired by Florence and the Machine as well as the myth of the Oracle of Delphi- with a deep sea twist.
I'm allergic to dogs so I can't exactly have one, but that won't stop me from dreaming.
It's pretty difficult as an artist to feel like I'm good enough or being productive enough. I find that it's a constant balancing act to keep that river of self doubt at bay. The best I can ever hope to do is keep it pinned down, and keep moving forward.
I can't give a ton of details at this point, so for now, here's a sketch, a few lil thumbnails, and two words: Salon Valkyrie.
A few people said this end result was a little dark and unexpected, but it IS a character I dreamed up in high school, and the only thing more dramatic than the me of the present was teenage me. Basically, it's meant to be an acidic, black slime type life form that's hollowed out a marble statue to give itself a more solid form. As it moves, the marble cracks and gives it a greater range of motion. Something like that!
I don't do printmaking often (mostly because I don't have a press, or access to one) but occasionally I'll get the urge to do a little linoleum printing because a wooden spoon is almost as good as a press for this process. Sort of. This first image is the digital sketch that I used to transfer onto the blocks.
And here we have the finished print in black and metallic gold. My only regret is that it's nigh impossible to digitally capture the glitter in it.
Potentially embarrassing but true, this is a redraw of what's more or less a high school OC. In original imaginings she had a top of some kind, and I briefly wondered if social media guidelines would require me to put little stars or something over her bits, but it looks like because this is a painting of a statue... I should be in the clear.
I totally don't smoke, but I'm still suckered into the tough, detached glamour vibe that smoking has in Noir films.
I've been sick for the past... almost week and a half... And I guess I'd like to thank a combination of love, soup and cough drops for the reduced amount of coughing these days. Now that I'm on the mend, you can count on more way drawing and a few more birds too.
The first in an ongoing series of small birds.
It was a sad day when Bowie passed early 2016. Here's to hoping 2017 doesn't take so many beloved artists.
A present for a hardcore Fallout 4 fan. Even now I still haven't played with John Hancock as a companion, but I really should one of these days. Before said Fallout fan finds out.
When I had used colored pencil for my work, it was nearly impossible to get a true black or decent contrast without introducing other media. It can definitely be done, but a lot of smooth papers good for colored pencil work don't handle liquid well (ink or watercolor being the preferred add-on. You can use gouache, but black/dark gouache will always scan differently than shiny, waxy colored pencil). Switching to ink has been really good for the dramatic lighting I've been wanting to do.
Another old favorite of mine- still figuring out how best to use both the traditional and digital parts of my process. This is a redo of an older, much less successful illustration for class.
I still don't consider myself very good with color- especially digital color despite how often I use it. But I came out of this was super pleased with everything about it. It was good for morale at the time- I was between semesters trying to keep up with making things, and moving out of my apartment on top of that. For that reason, it's also a pretty nostalgic piece for me.