She wasn’t popular, and wasn’t an ‘it’ girl. She was stand-offish to everyone, but you summoned every ounce of courage, took a chance, and found what no others would; that she was a supermodel in mind, spirit, and the flesh. No one could match her. You won the lottery.
Humans don’t think the animal world gets along, but that’s just what they want us to think since we’re the most violent species on the planet. Here, a hidden photo, smuggled at great lengths, shows crows attempting to convey the experience of flight to mice. Don’t hate, one day I will be gone and the value of this digital painting will double, to approximately 0.00 cents. But, if it made you smile it’s value will be infinite.
Yesterday I created a piece called “Breakfast at Pharaohs,” you may not remember it. In a nutshell, the Queen took power from the Pharaoh via assassination and posed a-la Audrey Hepburn in “Breakfast at Tiffany’s”. In today’s artwork, like a ghost-pepper omelette coming back to haunt later in the day, Pharaoh gets his revenge. Today’s teaching moment – don’t eat ghost-pepper omelettes and in a culture heavily based on making sure your actions in this world get you a good spot in the next (such as the ancient Egyptians), make sure that tomb is sealed tighter than a bank vault. Otherwise, you may be screaming for mummy.
A doodle focusing on an iconic pose. Behind every king is a powerful queen. She may look innocent and demure, but true power lies therein.
Pseudo- fan art for you this morning. This was based on the character Christine, played by Margaret Clunie in the campy period (think 1940’s noir style) Horror movie “Here Comes Hell.” She and her friends hold a seance and unwittingly unlock a gateway to hell. No spoilers except she’s looking for an impromptu weapon in the fireplace, weighs the poker for the coming combat, but then see’s Excalibur hidden in the flue. EXCALIBUR! Anyway, about the digital painting. It’s set up as a typical portrait of the 1940’s with starlet holding a cigarette in one of those thingy’s. She’s looking at the rising sun after spending all night combatting evil. Again, no spoilers – I didn’t want to base it fully on the movie, because it’s always the inginue that is the focus of the film – she plays the jaded, jealous sister. So, surviving a night of horror, with some artistic license in dress, hair, sword, room, basically everything but the idea of a 1940’s debutante leaning on a sword. Flowers tomorrow! … or the next time I do art 🙂
I did promise flowers would be my next one, and dandelions used to be a valuable one. It’s edible and herbal properties well known among natural healers. Now it’s a money maker for Glyphospate in order to spread invasive species of grass – but I digress. The doodle I present you is not about the one chance we get at love in this life. It’s a PSA for the consequences of choosing the wrong person and how the consequences reverberate throughout ones psyche and can be like an anchor chain pulling one into the deep. So, choose wisely kiddies. BUT, not being a negative Nelly, after every storm, after every calamity or disaster, people heal, things grow. It’s the cycle of things. Once again, this isn’t about my marriage, I chose poorly, my bad – it’s more about the after-math of life-changing situations – that there is life after, maybe not for that one true love – but for the joy of waking up each morning. also, I love how shadows interact with their surroundings, and particularly with junk. I chose to go with a close-in on the F-stop, but believe me, the scene in the blur is awesome. Fun fact, I did use my wedding photo in this, but it was more relevant than searching the Internet for one. Okay, Nuff said.
I promise this is the last of the ‘based off stuff I’ve seen’ art – back to flowers and stuff this week in honor of spring. This was inspired by the movie “Coven of Sisters” (Netflix) wherein a band of women pull back power from a corrupt and unjust system. I won’t spoil it. This artwork is another version of that empowerment – I mean, wouldn’t it be great if someone could dig in the historical record and find a story of a clerical error (pun) allowing a woman to escape her captors and she goes off in the woods, forms a partisan brigade of other ‘witches’, and fights the Naz…. I mean the Inquisition. At a minimum that would make great fiction (idea credit please). Ambushes of caravans carrying witches to ‘trial’ or execution, a love angle, and pissed off popes – awesome 🙂 Has the Church even apologized for 40-100,000 people burned, hanged, or otherwise deprived of life and property?
I was watching the Black Sheep video on YouTube from the movie Scott Pilgrim vs the World and wanted to see if I could recreate the scene with the band Clash at Demon Head as fan art – it took way too long to do. So, background for the unfamiliar, the movie was a bomb but gained cult status, like most bombs do. It was based off a comic by Bryan O’Malley & launched the careers of many, but for this scene there are five, Brie Larson as Envy Adams (singer), Brandon Routh as Todd (the bassist) Tennessee Thomas as Lynette Guycott (the drummer), also Ellen Wong as Knives Chau dominates the crowd below with her blue hair. The plot would create a tl/dr post so I’ll skip that.
Someone will say, “that’s not a bass guitar, loser!” – you are correct, but then the song could not have become a hit by Metric (the real band) with only a drummer, bassist, and singer. Truth is it was sucking up way too much time as is for a doodle. Anyway, give the movie a watch if you’re looking for something to Netflix.
The video is here:
This is a painting about wasting time with the wrong person over 18 years and realizing at the end of it all that there’s no chance to find that one true love – she’s a ghost, gone in the corridors of time – the chance has passed, everyone’s jaded, you’ve more memories buried than prospects blooming, there will be no one to electrify every fiber of your being, and that the books and tales of chivalric love were a total lie. Of course you’ll go on, because you still have hope, and you can’t get the morbid irony in death that you can in life, but f**k.
During a harsh winter, she’s lost her way. The torch has died, the wind impossible. She comforts her companion, using her mana to create some warmth. Then, off in the forest, she sees someone, a stranger looking at her, wearing clothes unlike she’s ever seen before. Who is this person looking through a portal at her?
A doodle in reaction to the current environment for artists. The pandemic thew the community for a loop. It was already under pressure prior to the plague – even being voted the most useless occupation – though you need art to sell products and live in a semi-decent world. Post-pandemic? It will survive, the rich will still use certain artists as tax-shelters, the rest of us artists will still produce, but the point of this artwork is a point in time of how valued we feel. Gone are the patricians and the valuing of craftspersons. So, if you see someone doing this art thing full time (not me, I have to eat) maybe support their arts and/or crafts. P.s. this is best viewed with a full screen, on a phone it’s too dark. Maybe that’s the point as well.
This is a tongue in cheek doodle stemming from a post I made on a too big for its britches social media site. I was mildly annoyed that a picture of my takeout was getting more interaction than the Art I had poured myself into earlier that day. The post continues to generate all sorts of interesting comments, and so, I was reminded of Queen Marie Antoinette who, in 1789, NEVER said “Qu’ils mangent de la brioche” or “Let them eat cake.” (It was fake news floating around since 1660 and first probably, but still probably not true, attributed to the Spanish Princess Marie-Thérèse… Peasants!). Anyway, unlike Marie Antoinette, I’m making that statement, albeit joking (while crying inside). So here’s what you want, artwork focusing on food, with a pseudo-Royal figure in the background. Note, it’s very hard to capture the rolling of eyes of a figure in a single frame 🙂
