Leah Lucci's Uploads

This sketchbook spread comes with a free tea review. (I'm also a Sororitea Sister. That's a real thing. Feel free to look it up.) My favorite feature is Edgar Allan Poe in the lower right, though.

I was a teenage goth.

Don't worry, animal lovers: the fox is still alive.

Vintage weightlifters, surreal octopodes that look like my friends, and rabbits, rabbits, rabbits.

Sometimes I just start throwing lines on top of lines. Today was such a day, fusing, intermingling, and vomiting lines up onto the page. (I originally titled this "Dreams in Digital" but then I was like "no one has heard Orgy's second album but you. Please abandon this late-1990s alt-rock persona. Live in the now.")

We wrapped up our trip with South of the Border, the schlockiest, most-borderline-offensive Mexican-themed South Carolina rest stop of all time. Then we hit Raleigh's art museum, and went home. The last few sketches of my sketchbook were me flipping through my photos and drawing a few favorite things I hadn't gotten to drawing yet. Thanks for traveling with me!

This drawing looks a bit like one of those "how are you feeling?" hospital charts. It starts out okay ("smiling cat", "drunk pirate"), and descends into full Lovecraftian Horror. I was driving toward a local town known for its unpleasant yokels, which probably explains the progression. Today, for the record, I'm 75% Apathetic Lumberjack, 5% glassy-eyed cat, and 20% Vampire Waluigi.

Would conjoined twins have a conjoined patronus, or two separate patronuses?

Listen, I wish I could explain the content of this sketchbook to you better, because you do deserve better, but I have nothing.

I love how these nesting dolls came out. I'm also into the Dakota Fanning inspired piece on the left. Dakota's character in The Alienist is a lot of fun. I'm glad she seems to have come out of child acting fairly unscathed. We don't hear a lot of stories of her gallavanting around LA, thieving & putting substances up her schnoz. That's a pleasant change of pace for a celebrity.

Noh Doubt About It: I drew 20 masks today.

If you've ever wanted to learn more about me, this is your opportunity.

One of my high school friends went on a family trip and returned to find his girlfriend obsessed with a dead bird. She had found it, extensively photographed it, and kept it in a box. He broke up with her. I cannot, for the life of me, get over this story, even though it happened almost 20 years ago. I want to hunt this girl down and ask her approximately one million questions.

I'm so glad I drew this creepy thing, but I'm hoping like heck to never meet in real life.

The site's glitchy today -- so here are my 2 final Inktober pieces! ENJOY GUYS!

Vintage toys have amazingly quirky and often so-joyous-they're-creepy faces.

I messed up a face (just to the left of the spine), and then painted over it into a... unholy horror. I don't want to mess with that thing.

I saw on the Samantha Bee show that there's an association between vintage cartoons and minstrelsy, and I can't stop thinking about it now. So I drew some mean looking white person mice in retaliation. These are your suburb mice that are complaining that the Whole Foods line is taking too long.

I've been drawing a lot of mandalas lately. Circles, upon circles, upon circles! I love it! It's very soothing and meditative.

May 2019 was a month that I focused on collaging my own handmade paper together to create illustrations. I also started trying out gouache, to mixed results. It's a skill I intend to learn!

These were drawn by hand without lifting the pen, then colored in Illustrator. Did I get your dog?