firstly, let me apologize for not posting any new work for nearly a month. i really do have a thumbnail, stretched paper, a reference folder, and a pencil sketch drawn for the next piece, but i’ve just been such…a mess. there will be something new soon. scout’s honor.
what i really wanted to note, though, is how saloon has found several new homes on adult blogs. no joke. now i’m of the tech era, but i’m new to tumblr— thus, i am also new to sharing and reblogging material…so it came as a surprise when people started reblogging saloon, and even more of a surprise to see it make appearances on unsavory sites. my knee-jerk reaction was, “HEY, THEY’RE STEALING MY SHIT!” (this was the old-school, i’m-not-used-to-content-sharing possessive artist in me panicking). Then came the, “ok guys, this is kind of hilarious” reaction. someone even inadvertently renamed it “house of pleasure.” (COME ON! if you’re going to rename my work, concoct something more interesting…or kinky…or less of a cliche.) still, it’s funny how content-sharing works. my final ruling in the postmortem? unintentional erotica = success.
thanks for the extra exposure (i can hear dutton cheering me on for that one).
i can’t seem to make up my mind as to which old sketch i’d rather take to a finish… first up to bat is saloon.
saloon, draft, ink, digital
you might remember this piece from WAY back in Dec 22nd of 2009. put this on the back burner for several reasons: one of which was my inability to decide weather i wanted to approach this as an acrylic painting or a line-based digital drawing. obviously, i’m going graphic with it. hooray! (can you spot where i freaked out and nearly spilled an entire bottle of ink on this drawing? I BET YOU CAN’T)
second piece i’m considering is this:
untitled, draft, pencil, digital.
clearly struggling with the palette for this. after unicorn bait, though, i wanted to keep this relatively simple…or at least under control. i think i’m most attracted to the first two keys. forgive the random streaks of color, needed to throw those in there for context.
i guess this piece is much more personal than saloon (which is just an exercise in style) and —get this— actually based in endearment (rather than soaked in the woes of a self-loathing artist’s tragically melting soul, yawn).
SHOCKING, i know.
what i’m trying to say is, it feels great to have everything in place again. i know my family and friends— my patient, darling loved ones— appreciate it too :) the state of things, they’re so good.