An exercise in the art of anguish languish.
I've been working on mountains lately and started in on Matterhorn. Here is my first attempt. I have a ways to go. I'm still working through it.
A line in 'Renegade: The Lives And Tales Of Mark E. Smith', which I'm currently reading, got my creative juices flowing this time around!
Shawn wins best in show at the man-dog world championship.
The final page in my current sketchbook! Stay tuned after the break folks.
This frog monster does its best thinking when it's strolling along on its colorful bicycle.
Something unicorn-shaped(ish).
New art supplies! Of course, I don’t need an excuse to get to work but if I had to pick a favourite then that’s my one, without a doubt.
I often have weird dreams that inspire my artwork, and that one I had last night where I took over a jungle (or was it a forest? I don’t know) sure got me inspired.
A creature of habit until the end, that's me.
The sequel to “Another Fine Soul Lost To Parenthood”.
It seems like most people I know these days are starting families, so I figured I'd respond in the way I know best...
A tribute to The Fall and the genius of Mark E. Smith. Not much I can really add to that!
Acrylic and ink.
Inktober 13 - Constellations
Inktober “Husky.” I’ve lost track of the days at this point, so I'll just Inktober through November.
Inktober 7 - Candles. That's week one done! Only 24 prompts left to go :P
Inktober 2 - Familiar
Says it all and yet, nothing.
The start of some waves and clouds. A little too symmetrical for me, I need to work through it a little more.
Portrait practice last night as I was sitting on the porch.
Art therapy is good therapy.
Pen drawings of some cat pictures
I'm trying to decide between color or black and white for this beach scene that will have layered bright flowers.
8.5 X 11 cardstock
8.5x11 card stock.
Something belated.
