I've been re-reading the Harry Potter Series, and now am on a quest to do a small illustration for each of the books. This one is from "The Sorcerer's Stone" and features Mrs. Norris, my favorite evil cat.
Darkness filled with suicidal motions, a death of a little girl, tears in poverty, and madness further. What shivers await? Alien life forms compose a last symphony.
Dead lady in the arms of lad within cemetery walks of life. Tears greatly emerge to distort the valley of mirrors. Walking, crying, there be a day to repeat itself while sorrow slowly consumes him.
Dark oceanic blunder focus distance and disturbance fully. Bleeding creature in tears of this manifestation growing. Horrendous branches consume while last thoughts falter, compose this ending formation.
Walking beast consume liquid to twist minds into horrid measure. Running away, outside dark realms, children always seem to suffer. Tears under this bed, in time, will he find you?
Beautiful arms that cradle gentle harmony through the sweet dreams of wonder follow branches into the hearts of night. Tears of happiness lay vibrant meadow. Smiles bloom in garden Earth.
Featured removal in this valley of roaming fears, the truth in dreams haunt this region. Compose mind, down the holes of madness present themselves. Tears and insanity follow his pleasure.
To consume, witness vibrant hallucinations through dark struggles in life. What fears must lurk here? Alone in tundra steps further, thinking of a different age.
Shattered creature looking for balance, but be damaged by the decisions of wrongly waves. Tears, anger, this fire emerges to boil from within. Lost mind at distant way.
Through strange realms of odd memory, looking to gift something in eyes beautiful. What is this pain represented? Why these tears emerge? A darkness must always follow.
An image depicting the taking of a mother fighting for her life as she holds her child. In tears while Reaper smiles heavily. Emotional valley weep thorns in their struggle to be together one last time.
Shivers that confirm discomfort, sickness ravage this unknown diagnosis. Tears with fear, unware of this future. Thoughts brightly lay lone depression.
A few years ago, I noticed a new habit of doodling faerie folks who seemed to exude off of the page. They look very doodle-y but they have ‘presence’, at the same time. I don’t know if that comes across to anyone else, but it does for me so I find them interesting. They each have part of a story that they want me to tell ... Here are five of many.
Progression 2 of 5. In this one I added shading to his face and neck and scetched out the hair. His ears were a bit tricky too since they are as distinctive as his eyes.
Fun fact: This, some 34 years ago, nearly became the title of Pixar’s first short “The Adventures Of André & Wally B.”.
You learn something new every day folks...
"If Madonna's allowed to reinvent herself every 15 minutes, I figure I should be good for a change at least once every 20 years." - “Weird Al” Yankovic.
I helped create the Island in the Sun can for Conshohocken Brewing Company a couple years back. They release it every year in the summer and I drew this up to celebrate the re-release this year!
