I’ve been having fun drawing these little portraits of imaginary microfauna, so here comes another one. These are quick, fun little illustrations I can crank out in a couple of hours. It would be cool to do enough that I have a sort of handmade bestiary of tiny monsters.
This one has a pretty obvious Yog Sothoth vibe. He’s cute, but that’s some serious stuff. Don’t want to catch it. Or rather… don’t want it to catch you!
If you’d like to see some WIP shots, I’ve included a few below. Plus a small goodie.
Continue reading “Lovecraft-Inspired Microbes Everywhere!”
Well, it turns out things are worse than I had feared. A new monster has been found in my nose.
This one is definitely a snot monster.
If you’d like to see a few pictures of how I drew him, read on. Continue reading “Snot Monster”
As I lay in bed ill today, watching sketchbook tours on YouTube, admiring cool doodle art and feeling bored…
I started imagining a sort of Lovecraftian monster lurking below the threshold of perception, making me sick. Anyway, I’m pretty sure this is what’s got me under the weather.
I plan to draw a few elder signs on my lymph nodes and hope for the best.
This is a new addition to a tale (the tale, really) that had lain dormant for several months. If you’d like to catch up, you can start here.
By the time the children had scampered back to the cemetery gates they were short of breath and nearly frantic with fright. How close they had come to their persecutor Herling, how near to that murderous goblin with the skulls dangling from his staff! And to think John Mus had led them straight into such a pickle. Come to think of it, where was John Mus and why had he not come to the meeting?
Mills and Gramm crept out through the still open iron gate. “Here, let’s go slower back to the barn. There might be people on the main road, and I don’t want to attract any attention. We’ll go quietly as we can,” said Amelia. Gramm would have preferred to keep running, but he was too frightened to argue. When things are bad, you trust your big sister.
It was good that the children did cross the field stealthily. As they neared the far edge of the field, which bordered the road into ToadChapel, they heard harsh voices bickering. Keeping their heads low, Mills and Gramm sneaked up behind the low stone wall beside the road and peered into the barnyard across the way.
Near to the barn where they had spent the first part of the night stood three nasty goblins arguing with one another. Two carried long sharp spears with wicked pointed heads, while the third bore a stout little bow and a quiver full of arrows. Though their conversation was hard to follow, it seemed that the one with the bow was urging the others to search the barn. Continue reading “VIII: The Garden”
It was a bit of a slow week in woods for Cassie & me, as rain and a busy schedule kept us grounded more than we would have liked. Still, we got a few good hikes in the cool Autumn air.
We didn’t see anything as unusual as last week, but stumbled upon a few sprigs of beauty nonetheless. Continue reading “Week in the Woods (28X19)”
I got the idea to combine various elements I’ve encountered & drawn into a bit of illustrated collage.
This one is for a friend and tries to capture the Fall aspect of a red oak tree.
Continue reading “Fall Collage”
Most of my drawings begin with a photograph from Nature, or even a natural object. It’s not so I can attempt to recreate objects exactly, but to provide a resource for observation and reference which grounds the artwork in reality.
As you can see, the finished product is both stylized and realistic (within the limits of my ability in regard to both). I like learning how best to convey texture, contour, volume, and depth, developing my self-taught technique to serve my need.
But I like to remain essentially faithful to the particular thing itself, discovering its structural secrets and honoring its imperfections and uniqueness. Here is the original, which I spotted on the way in to work last week. Continue reading “Drawing and Nature”