Albino Kraken

I did a little bit of sketching while we were visiting Rosemary’s aunt and uncle who have quite a few animals around. The chickens were a bit frustrating to draw since they didn’t like to hold still, plus after a few minutes all the roosters decided to start crowing at me. Probably because:

1. They thought I was going to feed them.
2. They realized I wasn’t going to feed them.
3. I was blocking their view of the house from whence the food would actually come.

In any case, the crowing got old pretty quickly, so I decided to go draw something a bit more… dead.
(Stay tuned!)

Well, here it is like I promised. It’s a fairly different style than usual, using sumi ink and watercolor.
For a larger version you can always head over to the gallery.

The monster from the forest came.
His eyes were dark and shone
With gleeful radiance to claim
What once had been Bob’s home.

The city slept uknowing of
The beast which toward it sped,
And only Bob saw it and ran,
So only Bob’s not dead.

This was just a thumbnail for a painting I wanted to try. In fact, and this was somewhat unexpected, I essentially finished the final one the same night. So once I finally get around to scanning it, it’s probably going to end up in the main gallery. I’ll post a link to it from here though.

So anyway, here’s a quick concept sketch based on the first post I made. The plan is to mature it into a qualified Super Blog Header at some point. Then you shall witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational blog!

Or something.

It should already be fairly obvious that a large segment of the poulation worships Thomas Kinkade, the self-proclaimed Painter of Light. So finding an actual song of adoration written to him shouldn’t be all that surprising. On the other hand, when it turns out to be a song believed by many people to be about God, that realization can come as a bit of a shock.
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Another in-class doodle, inspired by Rachel’s brilliant hotdog-thieving frogs. I’m not sure where the hat came from, though, which makes one wonder whether a frog with a cowboy hat is some sort of Jungian archetype. Interestingly, an internet search for “frog cowboy” returns frog cowboy paintings, stuffed toys, sculptures, and even a quilt. Wondering how common this type of thing is, I tried searching for “iguana cowboy”. It just returned boots. And no, they didn’t have pictures of cattle-herding lizards on them.

Yes, I believe that’s about how long I spent on this one (a mid-class doodle, of course), and I thought it turned out pretty nice, all things considered. And yes, he does apparently have a rather large collection of barnacles on his nose.