The Molting Man first appeared on my Red Spread (see second image); I refined him for the green spread (first). This bizarre Icarus deserves some kind of short story about him. I'm not sure what the plot would be. It's probably tragic.
I feel kind of lost these days...
I am an artist, this is who I am and this is the only thing I wanna be, but can I really do it?
Can you do this, even though everyone around you say it's impossible? Do they all have a point when they say that "but you are so smart!!! Why would you wanna waist it and be an artist" thing?
Other people may see my job as a dream job, but I hate it.. all I want to do is create, be an artist, be me. But is it really possible?...
I took my drawings out into the wild for some glamour shots. I got busted crawling through a flower garden doing so, but the woman was fine with it. I gave her this bunny.
Work in progress. I've always been fascinated by the poison dart frog. It is as ferociously cute as it is poisonous ;). View all my work on Instragram: @CritiQ
This one is made up of leftover sketches from the Inktober sessions last year. I liked some of the characters, so I thought it was a shame not to give them their own scene.
I used a Sakura fine brush pen which was great fun to draw with and adds a new depth to the line work.
This follows on from an earlier drawing. The guy with the parachute has now landed in this crazy manic restaurant.
This woman is the last traditional tattooist in Kalinga, Philippines. During her time, she did the tattoos of the warriors from their tribe. Her age now is around mid 90s.
Pencil first. Outlined with ultrafine marker. Started in the middle then grew from there. At first look, I did not like it, but it has grown on me after outlining with markers. Still debating colors.
