So again, working away. The busier I keep myself, the longer I can keep the black dogs at bay. But the pack grows daily, it might be time for a culling. Onward!
Despite its simplicity, this is definitely one of my favorites. The fur is hard to see in the scan, but the method I am experimenting with came out exactly as I'd hoped. This creature can be seen in the background of VIII, howling into the mists behind some prancing lambs. It turned out well.
Continuing with the fur experiment. The forest is home to many creatures we see every day. They just happen to be large enough to eat a school bus.
I had a very different idea for this initially. I wanted to barrow kings to be stark white, so I experimented with masking agents and the result was bad. So I blacked them out and rolled with it. I like the grey shimmer around them and might use it more in future.
More cover-up. This was a failed attempt at the one that follows. The light rays didn't work, the figures came out poorly, so I covered everything in trees, deciding to experiment instead with more than two layers of background depth. It worked well. The subhumans looming around the trunks are creeping me out a bit.
And success. Requiem for a Troglodyte. Light rays I really enjoy. The possibility of repeating the process. Capital. That barbarian (Ulf Kingraper again) I freehanded with ink, which was nerve-wracking. Good results.
I got a sudden unicorn impulse and decided to work in another story line here. It'll be able 7 or 8 panels long and will feature this hunter, here seen bartering with a pack of subhumans for a small pack of hunting monsters to help him. His quarry: the elusive einhorn.
Thar she blows. I like the proportions of this beast. I initially experimented with making the thing a luminescent blue, but it didn't work. It just looked like it was under water. I noted this for future, when I actually draw something what is supposed to be underwater, but in this case it wasn't appropriate. I also want to depict flora sprouting up where ever this thing's hooves fall, on account of unicorn magic. Mild success. In any case, I like it.
If we learned anything from Muybridge, it's that there is indeed a point at which a running equine has all four hooves off the ground. The hunter looks on, admiring its speed and plotting its demise. I should have included the heads of his hunting monsters back there, but the story hadn't coalesced yet. I might add them for the finished product.
I definitely enjoy how a number of things here turned out. The hunter's posture, the pool, quite successful. In total there will be seven or eight of these, three more are currently in pencil stages. I definitely think you have to kill a unicorn with arrows.
So there. Progress. The world is slowly coming together. I wish I wasn't such a lazy bastard, maybe I could actually get some writing done. I don't lack for projects that need finishing but I've become inured to many things, including the encroaching sense of things left unfinished.