*shrug* felt like working on a tiny speedpaint (30 min) with soothing colors.
Here are some of my works I chose to take tomorrow to a fancy coffee tasting/art showing/live music type thing that I was invited to. Upper-left was an Alice in Wonderland-themed commission that I altered a bit, the lion was recently re-painted from THIS older work from 2005, then there’s the teapot lady, which I made much less saturated (I’d painted it on my laptop originally, which has a very dull screen) and gave her a top (since I’m not sure cleavage would be fully appropriate). “KitschyMonster” was done in marker and is the only non-print item besides the tiny, framed Gromble on the bottom-left. The Eyeball in Space painting was done recently, and the seamonster lady is another slightly edited commission from a while ago that I always rather liked. I’ll probably also have a folder with some of my original sketches.OH, and it’s hard to see, but the ribbons have little coffee/tea cups on them! ;3;
I hope no one wants to buy these or commission me, since the idea of doing commission work locally is just… I don’t know. I’m probably not really built for that type of commission work, it’d probably put a lot of pressure on me. I’m just hoping to have fun and maybe talk to some people. Here’s hoping it won’t be too awkward and I won’t make a fool of myself! If I do, at least Nick and I will be leaving directly after to go across the state to visit his dad for a week, so I can run away and hope everyone forgets I exist. :D
Just some works in progress I found in an old folder.
The halfway-inked Boogle was going to be her new ref, and she was coming out -exactly- as I imagined her. A more doll-like face, bigger eyes & lips, hair dragging the ground, and curvy bjd body. <3
The painting was going to be a scene from my childhood, I spent my time playing in the 40 or so acres of woods my grandparents owned back in West Virginia. It was so magical there; I played by myself from dawn until dusk with my imaginary friends, singing songs and studying bugs I’d find. There was a particular patch of moss that was so magical, the sun would beam down onto it with tall trees perfectly encircling it all around me. I’d nap there until a bird or deer would wake me up. I don’t miss much about WV beyond the wildlife, specifically on my grandparents’ land. The mountains, lush trees, cool air, big rocks, the smell of moist earth, thick, soft moss, hiding places and secret nooks… something so mystical about it in the Spring-Autumn months.
I don’t get people who can’t separate fantasy from reality or who judge others so harshly for their fantasies. I mean, I have a major fetish for garbage in fantasy, but you’d never catch me actually rolling around at the dump in all that people-filth and disease. It just looks so pretty, textured, colorful, endearingly messy and fun in cartoons. I adore gore, especially how pretty stringy intestines look… but in reality, that’d be pretty nasty considering what’s INSIDE intestines (which is something that couldn’t be farther from being a sexual fetish for me, despite loving most all other things messy such as slime, clowny cream pies, dirt & mud, etc). Fantasy and reality have always been incredibly easy for me to separate; I think any sane person can comprehend that.
I don’t see a problem with ANY fetish, sexual or non, no matter how controversial or extreme, as long as you know where to draw the line between fantasy and reality when it comes to fetishes that are a serious risk to anyone’s mental or physical health. How is this so difficult for people to grasp? I’ve also found that most people who freak out over “disturbing” fetishes are usually hypocritical in that they have fantasized about murder even if they’d never actually do it, but somehow that’s okay compared to those icky, dirty sexual fetishes that obviously make you a bad person for having.
I’ve just observed this ignorant behavior from people for many years now, just had to rant. Obviously there are those who take their fetish into reality when they shouldn’t, but those people have issues. Again, any sane person knows where to draw the line, it’s really not that difficult unless you think you have the potential to get obsessed or out of control with it.
I re-worked the inks to the lower right cockroach from THIS older art of 4 cockroaches onto brown paper. It’s bigger than the original one which was inked at about a third the size, so it should be easier to paint. I haven’t used my paints in quite a while! I’ll probably re-do all 4 of them soon. I hope to have lots of these monster-fied fantasy insects done by the next big art show here, if it comes back next year. Surreal bugs are so fun to draw, I could easily draw nothing but!