Because of the horrible work I put out yesterday, I decided to go back to the roots today. I give you the fierce fantasy warrior.
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Woman on a Pedestal
I was going to try my hand at making music again today. You didn’t know I composed music? Trust me, the gods don’t want you to know. if you’re a glutton for punishment, there’s four albums worth buried somewhere on my website. But I digress! I was going for a spin on ye old FL studio and was, like, “today I feel like a better artist,” so, here you go. It’s a Sorceress, Druid, or Witch Queen harnessing the elements atop the crumbling ruins of a lost civilization. Seems fitting for our times, or at the minimum to satisfy my ennui. How’d she get atop a column so high? Magic, women’s intuition, or artistic license. I just put her there, she’s on her own getting down.
The Secret Lives of Monsters
#ogres, #goblins, #orcs, oh my. They’re all thought to solely exist for the purpose of the hero to come through and butcher them all in the name of some higher good, but they’re more than fodder and dungeon masters should design these other than combat activities into their role-playing games. Whatevs, I figured it would be a better statement than ‘Ogre communing with Nature’.
Denouement
I really don’t have anything artsy or insightful to say. I just wanted to create something with the single source strong light, and am ambient light, which was used a lot in Dutch / Northern Renaissance paintings. She’s bloody, she could use a shower, but she’s survived.
Here’s the close-in.
Course of Action
“Habibi stood looking down at the encampment below. There were too many of them. She could handle maybe 10 at a time, 15 with her horse, but the 100-odd troops below guarding the palace entrance would need something other than a frontal attack. Thoughts raced through her mind. She needed to think of something fast, before her horse decided to eat all of her hair”.
A new digital doodle for you. It’s what I do with the little free time I have.
Queen of the Underdark
Queen G’elzanna was becoming impatient with the interlopers from the surface. The under dark was her world. They did not belong, even if they came with gifts. The Drow would not suffer long a ruler who made peace with the surface dwellers. Then one of them blurt out something that intrigued her. The planet was dying, and if that happened, neither surface dweller nor Drow would survive. She decided she would not throw them into the dungeons just yet.
Video of Recent Art
I’m truly sorry I’ve not done anything in the last couple of days. I’m working through proposals at work (to pay for my art!) and skin cancer to boot, but last night at 3ish, I made this video of recent art (going back to October (ish). I’ll get creative again soon! I kind of want to do a full length video of all the artwork I’ve done, but it would be significantly longer than 2 minutes – more along the lines of an hour. Maybe over the holiday weekend.
The Morning Star
“Her reputation preceded her, judging by the gasps of the people on the way to the castle. She was synonymous with evil, and had adopted the nickname of the light bringer, Lucifer. There was irony in that it was the same as the weapon she used to dispatch justice on those who had wronged her as she made her way back to the root of the problem. As she crested the hill, the familiar ramparts greeted her, and she smiled, in her unsmiling way, a most wicked smile; for she was home.”
Some hot off the render digital art I ginned up over the last couple days (and a backstory). The castle you can barely see in her eyes, which were the focus of all of this. Actually, it was reflections therein I was working on.
The Uninvited
Some new art for Thanksgiving.
The Skydragon
Irina Skydragon (Ирина дракон небесного) is the #character I’m playing in a #5e #dungeonsanddragons campaign. She’s a #kalashtar #celestial #warlock of ancient nobility – #skydragon because in Chinese mythology the greatest of the dragons is a celestial being, although she speaks with a Russian accent. When fresh out of #spells she uses a Yklwa (pronounced YICK-ul-wah) which is a short spear with a long blade or her 16 charisma to talk her way behind someone who is not so squishy.
Regarding process? I created her during the moments in between the #rpg and the close-up came later (this morning). I couldn’t #render her during the game last night because of an old computer and the video/audio feed of Roll20 (think Zoom for nerds) would not play well with a graphics hungry program. #new #utilitarian #art #portrait
Fantasy v. Reality
One of the types of art I’ve enjoyed creating is the juxtaposition of adrenaline charged high fantasy, with the cold mundane-ness of reality. I’ve done a few creations to this end. Let’s explore:
The first is, “A Warrior Walks into a Bar.” I created this from multiple angles, because there is a lot more going on than just another portrait.
I did a second take to focus more on the server and her reaction to the impossibility of someone bringing their horse into the bar – which has been done in cinema.
Another cool thing about alternate angles is that it can showcase other players in the scene and what they are really doing, for example, the bartender saying to the Warrior that horses are definitely not allowed in the bar.
Finally, there’s the boredom that any gamer feels when having to ‘adult.’ In this case, our hero can’t wait to get out and slay the dragon, but she has to do the TPS report first.
Midsummer Knights Dream
This started out as something else, but my art rarely goes where I want it to – which is not a bad thing; it’s part of the adventure. I originally was going for a take on Munch’s ‘The Scream’, but somewhere along the way blended the surrealistic aspects of his work and more traditional painting – probably because I wanted to practice shading. As a fantasy piece, the story is of a knight, a Paladin or otherwise, who takes a moment to rest. The scene captures that moment that the borders between the dream-lands and the world we live in blur; where sleep takes over our thoughts. In the background, are they the swirling mists of her dream or a sinister portent of battle to come?
#Art #Painting #Knight #Midsummer #Dream #Acrylic #Empower