This was a gift. Drawn in class on Wednesday, after a conversation on Tuesday, scanned Wednesday night then promptly given away on Thursday. It's a personal metaphor for depression that just had to be drawn, then gifted. It is now hanging on my boyfriend's wall, in an oh-so-classy frame I made myself. I so proud.
Introducing Tag Llothal, a character of mine in the Star Wars universe. She's a Zabrak (Darth Maul's species), and she's a Force Adept. Meaning she can do nifty tricks like levitating pebbles without being either a Jedi or Sith. I was looking at other people's art for clothing ideas, and ended up combining the things I liked best.
There be a few things on this page. The black smudge with a face fading into view was an attempt to do reverse-shading charcoal art with a mechanical pencil and about a square inch of paper. Not my best effort. If it had worked better, I would have used the same trick on the picture next to it, to give the drow elf properly black skin. It had been really bugging me that all the cover artists for the books I was reading kept interpreting "midnight-black" as "pale gray," or better yet, "lavender." I'll draw a picture that does the drow justice yet. The picture at the top right is a pose from a sculpture I saw and took a liking to. And the three faces at the bottom are from the story my boyfriend and I are working on, about our characters in the Amtgard universe. That's an attempt at an older version of him, and two of the half-elven kids. Glen and Erica. More to come with better pictures.
Random notebook faces! Mostly elves. I do love my pointy-eared ones. There's also an otremn, a helmeted human, and an odd looking fellow at the bottom with otremn ears and a facial type I don't think I've ever drawn before. Oh, plus a cute little dragon, and a floating face without a head to ride on. (I was practicing smarmy smiles.) And I just noticed now that the elf at the top middle looks like a character I haven't drawn in years. I don't think that was intentional; what a fun coincidence. He was a high school English teacher who wore a human disguise. I don't remember if he ever got a name. Hmmm...
Wheehehe. Fun stuff. This was some of the better notebook work this semester. Gargoyles, an alien hand plucking dandelions, a capricane with one horn broken and capped ...one profoundly goofy individual gnawing on a hammer... I do love that one so. I don't know why it's a hammer, or where she got a mohawk like that. But I do hope I see her again.
When I feel like drawing, I generally warm up by drawing a face or three. The first one is invariably bad. Such was the case here; the first one turned out to be particularly craptastic, especially in comparison to the second which was quite decent. So I went with it, making the second guy into an artist who had drawn the first. Muahah, now I can blame it on him, and pretend I meant to draw badly.
Someone at Amtgard started a newsletter, with space for pictures. So I drew a nice little one-panel comic, of a scene that could apply to a lot of things. I feel oddly proud of how much the comic-y swords here look like their real life foam counterparts. Not that they're hard to draw, but still. Yay for me. Oh, and "Juna Kalri" is the name I use for Amtgard; that isn't someone else's signature on there.
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