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Red orange and black fiery tiger stripes

These snails entered a portal to a new dimension and they are very frightened.

Colored pencil on paper

A fairly special one for me this week, as today’s post is inspired by what would have been the time of Beltane celebrations. As it is, we celebrated at home in our own little ways, and in the case of myself indulging in my usual habits! Drinking and of course drawing, the usual stuff...

Named for my feisty red-headed grandson. Like Mr. Heat Miser from the classic Rudolph movie.

Graphite and iron oxide recovered from acid mine drainage on watercolor paper

Inspired by reading a subreddit discussing the early works of Animal Collective.

Enlightenment works in mysterious ways.

Once the curve flattens and we can all go about our usual businesses without potentially killing one another, let’s not forget all the good habits and so on we’ve picked up from staying the feck at home! Some sort of a summer will come, rest assured.

The title for this one was inspired by a remark the DJ Marc Riley made on his BBC 6 Music show earlier in the week. Couldn’t resist getting inspired! As we self-isolate and/or minimise going out unless we feel the absolute need to, as Freddie of the Mercury once sang, “radio, someone still loves you ❤️”

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.

It seems like most people I know these days are starting families, so I figured I'd respond in the way I know best...

I’ve been working on color lately. I figured a tree was a good subject.

I do these in alcohol inks but I have pages and pages of doodles in B/W and Colored Pencil or Markers in my sketch books of these far away things....oteresa

"Contemplation of the Jump" - drawn & colored in Escape Motions Rebelle. My drawings are pretty random, but after I make them I think about them a bit... like... what is that girl in that cave room thinking and why is he going to jump? I should probably know the answers... but I don't.

We're at the monster garden where the people were defeated, A guard is never needed 'cause the monsters must be feeded. I mean fed. Like I said: Peeps are happy to be eaten 'cause it's never all that long, Monsters do the number two and poop them back onto the lawn. Colored in @escapemotions Rebelle

Inked with deAtramentis Document Ink Black. Colored with Holbein & Daniel Smith watercolor on Arches watercolor paper.

Drawn with a Pilot Falcon SEF fountain pen using Platinum Carbon Black ink and colored with Holbein watercolor.

Friday nights make good gig nights. This was inspired by one such event that happened not too long ago. :)

Colored pencil and mixed media

I’ve encountered an awful lot of reprobates in my life so far. This piece is dedicated to a particular group of them...

Working on whales and I decided to color one. I'll add color to the others this evening.

Inspired by a very drum and music heavy weekend that's just left us. Cracking times had by all I'd say!

The madnesses conspired, and this was the result.

A little o' this, a little o' that. All on 8.5X11 heavy white card stock. Some colored pencil. Using photoshop only to render contrast, no other manipulation.

Colored pencil, sharpies, tech pen. 8.5x11 heavy white cardstock.

Playing with colored inks at fountain pen

I overheard the term ‘feeding the muse’ after what felt like an age and two halves at some point this week, so I figured I’d utilise it as a source of inspiration (and corrupt it in the name of art) somehow...