That last song was inconsiderate enough to be less than 3 minutes long, I didn’t even have time for slapdash shading like in “White Flag.” By contrast, “Locked in the Basement” was six minutes long and got the full scribble treatment.
Aaaand the final five, catching us up to the present day. It’s a pity I don’t really know how to draw a skua (at least, not in 3 minutes and 26 seconds), because that’s where I was going with today’s for In Cold Blood.
Huzzah, more ink!
Let’s face it: I’m not great at keeping to schedules and deadlines if there aren’t grave [inadvertent festive pun!] consequences. But I do like drawing, so it was inevitable I’d get in the Inktober spirit in the end. I’m about 14 days behind at this point, so we’re activating the Sketchdump Protocol to get things caught up.
This year’s gimmick is that for each day I listen to a song from my Halloween playlist while drawing. Nothing new there, since I almost always listen to music while drawing unless I’m in class, but here’s the catch: I have to stop drawing once the song is over. One picture per song, ideally inspired by some of the lyrics. This doesn’t always work out so well, aesthetically, but at least having a challenge keeps me drawing. Here are the first five in all their varying degrees of glory:
One of these days I think I’ll devote an actual finished drawing to that last song, Ursula is the best (even if I cannot draw her with any kind of speed).
A shabby start to Inktober — two days of nothing, and the third is aggressively ink-free. Nevertheless, there are musical dinosaurs, so I like to think it was worth it in the end.
“But there are ALWAYS musical dinosaurs in this blog,” you might lament — and you would be entirely justified in this complaint. But you see, this one is actually PLAYING AN INSTRUMENT.
What mad musical mash-up has caught my fancy today? It’s a doozy, so you might want to sit down: Graphic novel + song + Robin Hood (THE ANIMATED ONE, I.E. THE ONLY ONE) + dinosaur action figures! + birds, sort of! Whaaaat?
Let’s break this down. Basically, it started with the book In Other Lands, which has nothing to do with this at all but got me in an anachronistic-old-timey-fantasy mood (yes, that is one of my many possible mood settings). I also had to read a very enthusiastic chapter about Chaucer for one of my classes. I also also found a graphic novel with an amazing title (Rickety Stitch and the Gelatinous Goo: The Road to Epoli — plus there’s a skeleton in a hat on the cover?!) so I had to grab that. And about half that graphic novel (which is about a traveling skeleton minstrel?!?!) is a song about a wanderer and a sort of spooky haunted fog … and at the end there’s a link to a recording of the song. Which is over nine minutes long, but I digress.
Around the same time there was a fanart display being hosted by Creative Beast Studio, who makes aforementioned dinosaur action figures! with coloration based on living birds, and I was thinking how some (particularly the kestrel/dromaeosaur, my best friend), with their poofy little arm feathers, reminded me of that rooster minstrel from
Hamster Dance Whistle-Stop in Robin Hood. He was the best. Anyhow, in the winding caverns of my brain, rooster minstrel met skeleton minstrel and also dinosaurs, so obviously (?!) I had to make a traveling dromaeosaur trapped in the fog, maaaaaybe returning to skeleton form himself, on the Road to Epoli.
One of these days I’m going to draw something that doesn’t require so much backstory.
Once again, it takes a public competition of some sort to get me to draw anything. This one was fun though — there was a a “Weird and Wonderful Creatures” category, so naturally I had to take that one.
The inspiration was that crazy old-timey woodcut of a rhinoceros that clearly just took “well, it looks like it’s covered in armor…” and ran with it. At first I tried copying the actual shape and placement of the armor pieces so I could just change the position (and add the fun bridle, obviously), but that was a minor disaster I scrapped in the sketch phase:
In the end I decided to just go with the impressions I got from the original image but use my own design for the actual pieces of armor and hide. I do kind of wish I’d remembered that wave pattern from the brow band in the old sketch, though; I could have used something like that for a tooled-leather kind of effect on the “saddle” portion in the finished piece.
I used a slightly different graphite pencil for the pieces I considered “armor” and the ones I considered to be “skin.”
That idea got harder to implement around the face because I kind of had no idea what was going on anymore, but I managed.
Yes, I forgot the throatlatch until this part. I’m not sure whether I forgot the noseband or purposely left it out or if that little bit near the bit was supposed to be it and then I got too focused on drawing the horn … it was around midnight at that point so I wasn’t thinking as clearly as I could have been.
SIDE NOTE: thank you internet for allowing me to find “If I Didn’t Have You” from Quest for Camelot when literally all I could remember is that it had the words “the rhinos” in it and thus would be appropriate for this post. I’m not sure how I forgot that song (and that movie) existed, but it’s gonna be in my head for a whiiiiiile now.
I did a picture way-back-when of a modern raptor (a Harris’ Hawk) perched on a fossil raptor’s skull for “Clever Girl”; it took forever and I was never quiiiite happy with the results, though it did teach me how to draw hawks (a skill I somehow lost again after a few weeks).
“Fallen Tyrant” is a variation on that older idea, but whipped up in one night after a rather depressing scroll through my Facebook feed. Instead of raptors I went with a tyrannosaur (“tyrant lizard”) and an avian rainbow of modern birds perched and nesting on its now-harmless fangs.
Size reference … well, mostly didn’t happen aside from roughly establishing the size of the dove and raven and eyeballing the others against that, then strategically placing the peacock so it’s not entirely clear how far away it is. The skull … tyrannosaurs come in lots of sizes, shush.
Obvious symbolism is obvious, but I feel most subtlety is wasted these days anyhow….