A Few Drawings

I haven’t had a lot of time to devote to drawing lately but I did manage to get a few marks on the page in the last few days.

These are all just little things I did to keep myself happy. I try to find some opportunity for creativity even when circumstances conspire against it.

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A Couple of Weird Drawings

I haven’t enjoyed a wealth of inspiration lately, but I have knocked out a couple of strange little drawings.

Here’s a big scary monster full of teeth & tentacles. His maw seems to defy space, receding into some unaccountable place not occupied by an external body. Spooooooky!

This was a little drawing I did of a little burrow through the earth. It was really just a little exercise with a pen. I couldn’t figure out what to place at the opening, so I pulled out the colored pencils and drew a sort of cosmic warp storm or something.

It can’t all be happy little lichens and friendly fungus!

Warm Colors on a Cold Morning

I wanted to quickly transmute my new memories of a weekend in the woods with friends into something durable and creative, so I continued my turkeytail streak and completed a small mushroom drawing during Cassie’s nap yesterday.

This illustration is a sort of collage of mushrooms drawn from a natural grouping. Sometimes I grab one or two from one region, a few more from another, and combine them to my liking. It helps me pare down a large mass of fungi into an elegant little arrangement.

I liked the warm, muted, yellow hues of these mushrooms, and while I didn’t quite have the colors in my small collection of Copics to reproduce what I found in Nature, I blended what I had available to try to capture some of the feeling of the originals. I was also trying to be more economical with my micron pen this time, which is difficult for me, as I like a lot of tiny, busy linework.

I’ve managed to fall into a really productive, creative routine lately, in which numerous hobbies and loves are being mutually nurtured, my motivation is high and my stress low, and I’m happy to share with you the yield of my efforts. If you’ve been following along with my journey by checking out my frequent posts to ToadChapel, I hope you’ve found it enjoyable, too. And thanks!

Week in the Woods (19 I 20)

These photos were taken last week, so I backdated our Week accordingly. Cold has kept little Cassie & me grounded lately, which makes these memories a little sweeter.

On one of our favorite hikes we saw some amazing mushrooms and more. These fellows have… what?! Gills on the top? I sure don’t know. They look sort of geometric. Probably have to draw them, no?

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Another Round of Pixie Cups

Of course my new favorite lichens were so rad that I had to draw some more.

This little drawing uses colored pencils, where I had used Copics for color the first time. In the past several months I’ve used this set up (microns, white gel pen, and colored pencil) for my Lovecraftian microbes, but not for real subjects. It’s what I had on hand, though, and it worked out great.

I’ll definitely be drawing these again, I’m sure. I’d like to find some more so I have more reference material!

VIII: The Garden

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.

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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”

Make-Up’s Finished

I put the face on this guy and he’s all set but the Dullcote.

Like I said before, I wasn’t crazy about the scheme and I’m not 100% on the reivers in general, so I bashed him out quickly. Oddly, given my ambivalence, I’m pretty happy with him; I think it comes down to how quickly I finished him off. Now it’s time to test him in battle!