Thursday, 19 June 2014

Day 57: Sacrifice.

I think it's fair to say that I've had this one waiting around to be uploaded a little too long... hence all the versions.  What can I say?  I'm a bit obsessed with Elizabeth I.  I did this to illustrate a scrappy thing I wrote (see below) about the process of Elizabeth cutting her hair to symbolise her intention on pursuing a life of symbolic celibacy.  The Tudors were fabulous marketeers, eh?  Themes like this pop up in my drawings more and more.  It's beautiful when history and mythology merge into one gorgeous mess.


It seemed to me
My heart could break
As many times
As I would let them
Break it.

But with every curl
That fell from me
My heart no longer
Seemed to beat.
So hard.

And with every streak
Of foul white grease
My smile became,
Not so weak,
But calm.
And collected.

Still I mourn for my youth and beauty
But in the name of my holy duty
To this land and to no man
I sacrifice my marital hand,
For the man that I can be;
A Holy Virgin Queen.




Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Day 56: Danger Ahead.

I painted a similar image years ago, but never uploaded it.  The same goes for the last entry.  I'm interested in warning signs.

Day 55: Waiting


So, it's been rather a while.  I started doing a similar theme blog with my sister and decided to finish this one at the same time.  So here is 'Waiting' - I decided to do it about the mythological phenomenon of opportunities that can only be accessed by waiting for them.


EDIT:  Hilariously, this drawing provided the base for the first flash game I built, of which the title was The Men in Hats Mystery Door Adventure Game - wow.

Wednesday, 5 January 2011

Day 54: Tower.

"...and as the child in her was playing the oldest game in the world, her body, following the course of her imagination, had climbed to the sill of the window where it stood with its back to the room.  For how long she would have stood there had she not been jerked back into a sudden consciousness of the world - by someone knocking upon the door of her room, it is impossible to know, but starting at the sound and finding herself dangerously balanced upon a narrow sill above the deep water, she trembled uncontrollably, and in trying to turn without sufficient thought or care, she slipped and clutching at the face of the wall at her side found nothing to grasp so that she fell, striking her dark head on the sill as she passed, and was already unconscious before the water received her, and drowned her at its ease."

Wednesday, 22 December 2010

Day 53: Keeping a Secret.

   
One night I cut you open
To see if I could find
The secret you were hiding
But when I looked inside
You were completely hollow
Your secret was just that
And I felt the deepest sorrow
That my boy was just an act.
(In hindsight, I realise that I promised this theme to the love of my life.  Many apologies, love of my life.)

Day 52: Deep In Thought.

The creation of this piece was a little bit muddled, in that I originally drew a man witnessing an explosion and just standing there.  I initially wanted to capture the feeling I get a lot of being really immersed in experience, in all the small things around me.  I had this dream once that I saw a mushroom cloud in the distance and that I just stood in awe, completely calm.  Fascinating, huh?  Yawn.  Anyway, so I was drawing that and then I didn't really like it so I changed it a little and turned the mushroom cloud into a tree.

I went ahead and painted it and then when I was nearing finishing it, I realised that it is very similar to a piece I fell in love with a while ago: Wow.  I'd already painted a lot of it and was quite fond so I figured I'd post it anyway alongside encouraging you to go and admire that far better, very beautiful painting.  Lovely.

Oh, and here a couple of colour variations:

Tuesday, 21 December 2010

Day 51: Sport.

Okay, I've decided to be so productive that I'm going to post several a day so that maybe by the end of the holiday, I'll have made some real progress.  This painting relates to the story of Athena and Arachne.  I'm not terribly into sport or competition so my immediate thought was the story with the race and the golden apples which then made me think of this story which seemed like it would be nicer to paint.

Anyway, enjoy :)