‘The Old D/L Blog’ Archives
Jon Snow Speed Painting
Friday, August 14th, 2009
Here is a 45 minute speed portrait of Jon Snow from A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE. Soon I will do some full character designs, as well as a couple illustrations… baby steps.
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Ranging (WIP)
Monday, August 10th, 2009
I apologize for the lack of Tiny Stories Friday and today, but I have started to get caught up with work and DAKOTA RAWHIDE BOOK 2, so hopefully some of you will forgive me and instead be excited for the sequel… though it will be some time in the making. Anyway, I have been sketching and whatnot, so here is a very quick start to an illustration. While there are aspects of it that I really like, I am not happy with it and I will most likely revisit the composition. This is more SONG OF ICE AND FIRE stuff… Jon Snow and Sam Tarley fighting Others and wights!! Along with Jon Snow’s albino dire wolf, Ghost ;)
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Beyond The Wall
Wednesday, August 5th, 2009
And for those SONG OF ICE AND FIRE fans out there (I love that series), here is my partially realized rendition of a Wight from beyond The Wall. I seem to be more interested in starting images right now, rather than finishing them. But I’d like to work on this one a little more… then move on to a full illustration, narrative and all!
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Tiny Story #7
Wednesday, August 5th, 2009
“WHERE TO TODAY?”
For six days Ridley did not alight except to eat, drink or relieve himself, and occasionally sleep. It was all so new. Learning to navigate from an entirely different perspective was easier than he thought it might be. He simply learned to recognize shapes of intersections and tops of buildings. He really felt as though he had been reborn. He felt free in a way that he could not explain. Nobody else could do what he could do. Anywhere he wanted to go he could go and nobody could tell him otherwise. For the first few days he had had to leave and return via a vacant parking lot. But not anymore. His dexterity and agility increased with each day and he had begun to understand the nuances of moving in such a different manner. So, once again, Ridley looked out over his city from his thirty-story perch in front of the Paramount Clock. Times Square was bustling with life below. Screens and billboards that boldly displayed adverts for Coca-Cola, Samsung and Haughty Couture took up entire sides of buildings. The Virgin Mega Store flashed its stuff like a hawker in a bazaar. He saw the little cars that had to adhere to the strict concrete grid-work. He saw pedestrians that had to wait for signs to signal their right to cross streets. He was one of them, once. Once upon a time. But not anymore. Six days ago everything changed when he awoke to find that it had not just been a dream. So Ridley leaped off the ledge in a perfect swan dive. His wings shot out and spread ten feet to either side. He caught an updraft that blasted up the side of the building and spiraled into the sky. “Where to today?” he asked his city.
Cheers,
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