(2B Pencil on 170mm x 110mm paper) Nudes are common in art, but I've developed a background with these Spelldancers:
They're witches of The Crimson Moon Coven and exist on an alternate Earth where an "Apocalypse Of Man" took place. A terrible war which nearly wiped-out all life on the planet. From the ashes rose the Crimson Moon Coven who directed a miraculous revival of humanity under a benign matriarchal system. In the space of a single generation, they'd pretty much fixed most things and, in the centuries which followed, their Earth became more peaceful and prosperous than it's ever been, with the men resigned to the fact that their thousands of years of tenure hadn't really worked-out and that the women were actually doing a much better job, if they were being honest. They didn't even mind that, over the space of time, their numbers were reduced to 35% of the population. A much more manageable level, with anything above that seen as dangerous.
Men may protest, at first, but after a while they do get used to sitting on comfy cushions!
The Crimson Moon Coven, with their unique abilities to harness the forces of the universe, then looked into our own reality, didn't like what they saw, and decided to do something about it. With the spell-dance (and my help) they're finding a way through to gain influence in our world to sort things out.
At least, that's what they've told me....
Some shapes scattered around other shapes inside shapes while letting my mind wander on the most nothing I can think of. Same small notepad I've been drawing in the past week or so
Wrapping my mind around drawing human / humanoid. Trace the silhouette first, then slowly carve out the anatomy and add on the clothing details last. Was also studying human anatomy earlier, tracing the body tones and proportions. Without paying much attention all these months, I managed to learn something I thought that I have been unable to do. Next would be to balance the style and details, especially with the faces...
This is a pen and watercolour painting done as a proposal for a competition to do a mural painting in a community centre. This was back in the late 90s. I was beaten out by a contemporary artist who painted the wall with four strips of colour, which could have been done in a matter of hours. The community centre was predominantly filled with local kids. I felt so sorry for the kids. Not once did any of them look at the "mural" and when I asked what they thought of the painting on the wall, they said, "What painting?"
Been some time since I touched the pencil. It wasn't easy to get back to drawing, since I was also distracted by the internet for some time. Lots of things went through my head, while I was out on a trip. Just drew whatever I felt like drawing, and this came alongside some reflections:
I have been stuck on fixing this character concept for a very long time, trying to box it within a classification. Bird, wyvern, dragon, shadow, whatever- I came to a point today, where I felt that it really doesn't matter anymore. This is that sort of character who can be everything.
I spent the entire afternoon trying to arrange all the little ideas and features, following true to creative intuition. Smashing together many of my previous character designs, this appeared. A masked and unnamed figure (???) with traits from many of my previous works.
An avian / draconic / spiritual shapeshifter has always been something with me all this time, even when I tried to create a sona years back (finding it meaningless). True to its nature, it has few lively features except its eyes and requires a mask to display additional signs of life.
Its clear that this character is basically a symbolic self-expression. It wasn't easy to seperate myself from my introjective tendencies, which easily distorts my concept of this figure (took weeks to untangle). Once the confusions loosen, it reappears with noticeably familiar features.
The scribble above still has some room for rearrangement, just limited by the irreversible nature of pencil drawing. The grey markings were too dark, and the feet might look better staying white. The pale golden underbody markings, were actually a surprise.
I took a moment to break out the oil pastels I have been meaning to use FOREVER. It is a tough medium, and I have lots to learn, but I am enjoying the process
Ps i hadn't drawn felipe solo / on his own since 313 days
August 29, 2025 - July 8, 2026 or
10 months 10 days
or 44 weeks 5 days
or 313 days
or 7,512 hours
or 450,720 minutes
or 27,043,200 seconds cus i been busy in rl lol.
This delicate digital illustration captures the quiet charm of a hazel dormouse, portrayed with soft textures and warm, natural tones. Every fine hair and subtle contour has been carefully rendered, bringing a lifelike sense of warmth and vulnerability to this enchanting woodland mammal. The dormouse’s glossy, expressive eyes and gentle posture invite the viewer into its secretive world, hidden among hedgerows and ancient woodlands. Created using digital drawing apps, this piece blends realism with a tender, almost storybook quality — a celebration of one of Britain’s most beloved yet rarely seen native species.
Another dream I had once, but lately I have been feeling....yuck. Its hard to feel good when you live in a world thats shallow. All the negative thoughts scream at you.
