Woke up in the middle of the night the other week and saw the moon shining bright through the branches outside. It looked pretty neat so I got a picture and recreated it.
It's a second attempt at drawing a landscape with a water element.
I'm not focusing on many details by drawing water. Creating a lot of blurry shapes and lines gives a great reflection effect.
Wanted a fantasy comp but with a unique color palette and a modern subject. I also wanted the foreground to appear as a very distinct layer hoping the landscape appears downhill to the viewer. I used Barad-dûr as inspiration for the castle ruins.
This is a picture of Cartha Haginoux with her stump pistol from my current project, The Blackened Blade. You can find out more on my website davidjameswillet.com
My drawings creating with a fine liner, pencil or color pencils and brush pen.
Sometimes they are also different collages.
They are a figment of my imagination
One of my Swirly Designs, illustrated with different tools such as Graphite, Aquarelle, Ink Pens and Ai & Tablet. Sometimes sheer Vectorillustration/design.
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Copyright by Carolina Matthes
I created a series of mini-flyer to promote Jesse Lent's show. The show venue becomes the inspiration and the series was produced with hand-drawing line-marker style with one punchy bold color.
“Faerie, Dark of the Moon”, Shift Your Skirts and Dance. ~ 9 x 12 in, ~ 23 x 30.5 cm, graphite pencil on paper. c. 2023 Thanks, NFT’s not available. Commissions closed. #faerie #faeries #mythologyart #folkloreart #pencildrawings #generalpencilcompany #strathmorepaper
BEING GREEDY CHOKES ANANSI From Favorite Folktales around the world by Jane Yolen. One time, Anansi lived in a country that had a queen who was also a witch. And she decreed that whoever used the word five would fall down dead, because that was her secret name, and she didn’t want anyone using it. Now, Buh Anansi was a clever fellow, and a hungry one too. Things were especially bad because there was a famine, so Anansi made a little house for himself by the side of the river near where everyone came to get water. And when anybody came to get water, he would call out to them, “I beg you to tell me how many yam hills I have here. I can’t count very well.” So, one by one he thought they would come up and say, “One, two, three, four, five,” and they would fall down dead. Then Anansi would take them and corn them in his barrel and eat them, and that way he would have lots of food in hungry times and in times of plenty.
