I haven’t done much historical illustration but recently I’ve had a few opportunities to do so. Here’s a digital painting of Lord Sterling, hero of the revolutionary war.
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In the final installment of the Underworld Trilogy by Jennifer Nielsen, Elliot joins forces with all the underworld creatures to battle Kovol the demon once and for all. I’m working on the interiors now, but the cover is done…and here it is:
Julie, Milo and I just got back to West Virginia from a fun and frantic week in New York. One of the main reasons for our trip was the joyful occasion of Hannah & Kyle’s wedding shower. My friend Giuliana, who was helping to organize the event, had asked me to make a picture for the party, and I said “Of Course!” and then of course I completely forgot about it…until three days before the shower when she asked me, “So…how’s the picture going?”. To which I replied with a blank stare, “what picture?”. I was staying at a friends house and did not have any of my usual supplies, particularly my Cintiq which I have become completely dependent on. So I had to draw a bunch of things I’m not accustomed to drawing (chickens, sailboats, charicatures), I had to do it on paper which meant no digital fixing, and I had to do it in one night. Considering the circumstances I’m rather proud of the results. My biggest regret is that I didn’t have a current picture of Kyle sporting his super-awesome manly beard. Picture was taken with my iphone in low light, so it’s not a great reproduction.
The Dino on the Bus series will continue next week. In the meantime, here’s a doodle:
My mom called. She called and said that my latest blog posts were disturbing and that she was worried about my state of mind. Not that I was going crazy, just that I was unhappy. So I have made a wholesome and happy drawing to reassure her that I’m ok. Here it is:
This is the second in a series of drawings of dead things. These images are intended to be gruesome, but not depressing. As Robyn Hitchcock said: “…and over where the magpie struts, a flower billows from my guts”.