(HB pencil on 80mm x 50mm paper) Similar to previous Guardian Spirit works I've done, but this time on an even smaller format so that I can hand them out as calling cards to people I meet. Again, the idea of them is a rib against those who believe in such nonsense as guardian angels and spirit guides.
The 2nd Sorrowful Mystery: The Scourging at the Pillar. This was kinda painful to draw. The reality of Man, created originally so innocent, corrupted to the point of hurting a man God. Lord have mercy.
1. Jesus is taken before the High Priest where He is falsely accused, buffeted and insulted.
2. The Jewish leaders take Jesus before Pilate, for only he can impose the death penalty.
3. The robber, Barabbas, is preferred to Jesus.
4. Pilate can “find no cause in Him”, yet to appease the Jews, he orders Jesus to be scourged.
5. The scourge is made of leather thongs to which are attached small sharp bones.
6. Jesus is bound to a pillar and cruelly scourged until His whole body is covered with deep wounds.
7. The Lamb of God offers His suffering for the sins of mankind.
8. Jesus suffers so much in His sacred flesh to satisfy, especially, for sins of the flesh.
9. The prophecy of Isaiah is fulfilled: “He was wounded for our iniquities, He was bruised for our sins.”
10. Father, by the merits of Jesus in this painful scourging, have mercy on us and on the whole world.
Spiritual Fruit: Purity
So you remember a couple days ago, when I made that paper doll, and I said I'd post a picture of her in her clothes? Yeah, well, I lied. I made a new OC, and I was just too excited not to post them. Their name is Kawehi (which you might have already guessed from the title) and I would have drawn their dragon, Silver, with them, but I unfortunately can't draw dragons. I drew and inked them on paper and then colored them digitally, since I have a pitifully small selection of markers.
I live in a very small town, and one of my students is transgender. Her courage despite her struggles has inspired me. The lyrics in the second image are actually from a song she has written.
I use to draw to create. Now, when I do, it's to speak to myself. To relieve some tension. To say something I can't say out loud. I'm not looking for anything here. I just hope that throwing these things out into the world will somehow take them off of my mind. Sorry, and thank you.
hey friends! sorry for not uploading in a bit - swamped in schoolwork. take this for the time being :). a very small little portrait of me and my friend from summer (when i still had long hair!!) when he first tried boba and we played cards against humanity in the shops. he's the best listener :))). have a good evening! xoxo honey
This was the very first mermaid illustration that I've created for my business called Dream Pigment. I ran a small print run of this image and have sold this at comic book conventions and art events.
A3 format, acrylic, felt pen, colored pencils
Visual artists from the World of Fantasy are familiar with these creatures who are alive to every creator. Their court cannot be affected, there is no way to deceive the inner voice that knows the truth, created by the Observers. When the artist starts with some work, they appear, at first in a small number. At the end of their work, eg some pictures or sculptures, and especially when finished, their number is significant, they carefully study the artwork, and if they see a mistake, disharmony, lack of emotions, etc., dissatisfied will grumble somewhere inside artist's insights. The artist will feel that his work is nothing special, similar to many other artistic attempts that disappear in the dark of forgetfulness. Some spark is missing in his artistic creation, which would do its job gave a life that lasts. The disapproval of the Observer, their unpleasant resonance, if frequent, it can make a more sensitive artist to dump the brush and consecrate himself a completely different job, in which self-criticism does not play a significant role.
This is part of my daily Sketchgrind day 20. Study of chickens in the early morning.Spring is slowly arriving, I am thinking of the time we had mini chicks. So small and so fluffy.. I am missing my chickens!! Its like having a fish tank in your garden - so calming and funny to watch.
