Thursday, October 25, 2012

Noo Spinoolean Tarot - What Came First

I was on holiday from my life for two weeks, returning Monday. I didn't look at anything related to my job. I didn't draw. Instead, I traveled around a bit and hung out with my favorite friend. It was loverly.

I've been thinking about a new large-scale project. I've spent nearly five months exploring Tarot imagery and, while I will continue to do more along that line, it's also time to turn my talents to revisiting and old friend: Lightspeed Mary.

November, among other things, is National Novel Writing Month. I'm thinking about making the 50,000 word commitment with 50 images, each picture being worth 1,000 words, right? I also have some new adventures in mind for Mary, Snide Clyde and Nero-the-Hero, so it may wind up being a heavily illustrated novel.

Fifty new drawings and 50,000 words would be an enormous commitment and would occupy virtually every free hour I have for 30 days. But the result could be amazing.

Amazingly amazing.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Oz

Sometimes drawings just don't work out no matter how hard I try. I so loved the shape of the towers in this city that I tried twice to make it work. I nicknamed the drawing Oz at the time because I could think of no other more whimsical designation.

I'd committed to myself to give the drawing another try someday, but just haven't gotten around to it. Although undated, I'm certain that these unfinished drawings -- sketches really -- were done around 1997. Oddly, I have dozens of sketches from that approximate time frame, all of them abandoned for unknown reasons.

Well, in truth, it was around that time that I got my first computer and started working on developing artwork digitally. Also, my patience was strained as more and more of my illustrations were becoming increasingly sophisticated. The drawings were not being completed before my patience with the tedium of stippling was running out.

The immediate gratification of digital artistry won out over the more cumbersome satisfaction of inking the sketches. The hand-drawn lost to the massive versatility and immediacy of the computer.

Within the last year, as evidenced by this journal, I've been able to put finishing touches on decades-old art. It's an enormously satisfying feeling to see an old drawing breathe with new life -- and color. It was in working with my legacy art that the gears of my imagination began to fire again, as robustly as they had when I was young.

I've had to redefine myself to the man in the mirror as a digital illustrator. I can't say that I'm moving forward and not looking back though. I will be breathing new life into ancient Oz one of these days. Stay tuned.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Noo Spinoolean Tarot - The Tourist


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Noo Spinoolean Tarot - Harvest


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Noo Spinoolean Tarot - Stick in the Mud