When your own son calls you anonymous, you probably don’t exist. He likes to be funny on greeting cards. Hahaa! Usually my doodles are a one to two day thing. I continued adding to this one over a period of a couple weeks. Life has been a blur lately. It feels good to be able to post something again.
Sketching in the bus :)
I really suck at portraits I think.. I probably should practice more... If any of you have tips I would love to know, please tell me in the comments!
Happy Thanksgiving! This is "Sunday Wonderland," colored with Holbein watercolors on 6x8 paper. May your Thanksgiving be as bright & happy as pictured here! (And may you ride a horse-thing, too.)
Gorgeous little Rupert the West Highland Terrier. He was drawn using black fine liners on A4. Love doing the animal portraits... I love it when their little eyes suddenly peep out the paper! Available as an A4 print.
The Roaring Lion -
A Digital Painting I made, inspired by the iconic shot of Winston Churchill by Yousuf Karsh. Check out the link for a full breakdown -
https://www.behance.net/gallery/54177919/The-Roaring-Lion
Hello, beautiful people around the world~! I'm a new member here, and I'd love to know your feedbacks on my art, criticism and suggestion. I'll appreciate it so much!
The challenging thing with just using pen is that I can't paint over a mistake. I usually redo a face more than once. I didn't mean to make their face so stoic, it makes them look like a statue.
In the Finnish mythology killing of a bear was followed by a great feast in honour of the bear (peijaiset), where a substantial part of the celebrations consisted of convincing the bear's spirit that it had died accidentally and hadn't been murdered. Afterwards, the bear's skull was hung high upon a pine tree so its spirit could re-enter the heavens. The bones of the bear were then buried under the pine. Reference for this work is my old drawing of karhunkallopetäjä/bearskullpine in the Riisitunturi. Also practice sketch of bear skull and at last photo i took of pine.
"I really don't like to gripe,
But there's a monster in pink stripes,
And he's lifting our house up to the sky.
It's like what Mama always said,
That we would all reach such great heights,
But I suspect that's not quite what she meant."
Lord shiva... The destroyer.
Fire in his head, the sun and the moon his eyes, space his ears. The vedas his speech.. The universe his heart. From his feet the earth has originated. Verily, he is the inner self of all being..!!
