Onward, to progress!

I've been busy again.  Some dike has burst in my brain yet again, and like the unwary dwellers hiding behind a shuddering levy, the torrent his obliterated all of my ramshackle huts and replaced them with the palaces of antediluvian sea monsters and nameless gods from out the vaults beyond time.  This might be a mild exaggeration.  But I did paint 4 things.


Firstly there is this.  It's Minos from Dante's Inferno.  I was challenged to depict this by a stranger over the internet, so naturally I was all over it.  I'm happy with how it turned out, despite the fact that in every sketch stage of this thing it just looked like the old boy was wearing a hoop skirt frame.  The king form here is one I've been thinking about for awhile, for a different series I intended/intend on doing.  As seen-


here.  I want to do a series of Nebuchadnezzar in the wilderness things.  Not because I have any judeo-christian religious convictions, and not even because I am particularly moved by the image of a great land king humbled by a magic sky king.  But there is something special about a feral king in the woods.  This one isn't even done, really.  I am just loathe to try and improve on it because the form of ol Nezzar turned out like it did and I'm just so fucking pleased with myself.


This is the third and final (for now, probably) laurel-crowned animal born out of another animal.  I like the way the bird turned out.  Not much else to say about it.  It's pretty awesome, I suppose.


But that idea has progressed to this one.  I'm going to do three of these too.  More color, living animals, etc etc.  This one is probably the most colorful thing I've ever done, and I like how I turned out.  More of that, please.  The next one will probably be a harnessed mountain goat covered in cats.  After these I'll do three that fill in the destruction end of this idea, because the trinity has been taking up my mental processes ever since I finished Aldous Huxley's 'The Devils of Loudun'.  I highly recommend that book if you are interested in a bone dry and thoroughly cross-referenced account of a priest accused of warlockery and nun seduction in 17th century France.  Get your olde tyme french vocab in order, because all the most choice passages are left untranslated.

In other news, I've been happier lately.  It might be the cause for this sudden burst of activity.  I've come to terms with a few things lately, and a few things are moving.  I'm shaking off stagnation slowly but surely, but some tricky spots have become accustomed to their turbidity.