Plant Girl

An exercise in plant girls.

Memorial Mirror

Nothing is better than
Going home without a reason
I look into the sky
And see the reason for life
Everyone’s born to die.
-Jeff Lynne

I created “Memorial Mirror” especially for Cruiser Dynamo’s Robot Art Anthology, based loosely around this verse from “Everyone’s Born to Die.” Other than commissions and practical job related duties, this is all I’ve been working on for the past two weeks. It’s mostly an experiment in coloring and brush pen techniques and a chance for me to do something different.

April to May

A varying display of the projects I've been working on the past few weeks.

1. A little sketchy landscape (I want to live there)

2. Butterflies for my fiance's Grandfather--a Get Well Soon painting

3. My Mom's Mother's Day card

PRINTS FOR SALE!

I have prints for sale on my inprnt store! If you want a print of “Fantasy in BUB Minor” or “Grood’s Walk Home,” you are in luck!

I make less of a profit from Society6, but you could purchase a sweet Lil BUB throw pillow over there!

Black Cherry

I’ve been working, working, working on commissions, personal work, and my part time job all week and I feel so accomplished!
I should be getting some prints up for sale soon, I’m just waiting for all of the pieces to come together.

Fantasy in BUB Minor

I painted this for Lil BUB, the #1 living creature on our planet, who I totally love. It was featured on her site and it was pretty popular!
Here it is over at my blog, too.

Dark Lilac

I found this file from last spring or summer, called “Lilac Dark” and was just glad that I had hidden another unfinished painting for the pleasure of finishing it later. Strangely, she's not a witch, goddess, or warrior princess, but a mostly normal girl!

Carouselambra

Painted to the tune of “Carouselambra” by Led Zeppelin, and the rest of the In Through the Out Door album. I paused to read the lyrics and of course veered off track and ended up getting really sad about the never-was of a Zeppelin in the 80s.

Letters From a Friend

Letters From a Friend

A letter is mailed on a rainy day
to a friend who always asks,
“Are you doing well?”
expecting nothing is wrong
imagining warm fires, minty grins
As if it never rains where they sit writing
There are no drafts under their doors, no unfinished thoughts.
And though you want to tell them
everything that is wrong.
Everything that falls down and cries.
You just sigh.
You just say “Yes”

How Does the Grass Grow

David Bowie’s new album features a song called “How Does the Grass Grow,” and the more I listened to it the more I was completely sure that songs like that further cemented his place as my favorite artist in the universe.
So here’s a piece, not based on the history of the song or his intent, but what I pictured. Gouache on chipboard.
You should go read the lyrics. They are beautiful.

Hidden Story

The Painting That was Hidden for More Than 12 Months

Ignore the almost Christmassy winter feel. Or embrace it. Whatever feels natural. 

I finished this more than a year later, as it was hidden between some birthday cards and a commemorative bicentennial plate.

Picnic in the Country

My mom absolutely LOVES Animal Crossing, so for her birthday on the 20th she asked for a painting of her character. My mom takes her role in the games seriously when she plays, and never neglects a dying flower or a sad neighbor.

Valentine's 2013

I forgot to post this little Valentine's painting! Yeah, that's right, I don't care if it's been a week.

<3 Happy Valentine’s Day! <3 Eat some candy and be nice to people.

February Sketch Attack

1.To honor the immense collection of Gogo’s Crazy Bones my boyfriend and I have amassed, I have posted the entirety of my “Crazy Bones as People.” The packets come with stickers, so I randomly chose a sticker, put it on the page and made a character.
2. Just a sketch dump
3.VVVVVV-Captain Viridian 
4.Tim going about his business
5. Faun and the Woodcutter's Daughter

Until then!

Grood's Walk Home

A present for my fiance on his 25th birthday, February 1st—a ten year old alien boy walks home alone from school for the first time.
I’m writing a short story about him (“Grood” is his name) but I’m not ready to post it just yet!