The Valley of the Low Gods

More and more of this.  I'm almost done with a second book full of these.  I've painted two large panels as well, with many more of those on the way, hopefully.  I've got to get myself writing.  An event is planned for August that should be pretty goddam fantastic, if I can pull it off.  My previous story (as yet unwritten), about fancy beasts murdering each other, is going to be put together in animatic format, with music and narration.  This is going to be projected at the hostel, on a giant screen in the lobby, during an opening reception for a new art show featuring a section of the story panels framed in order.  I've got to have the thing written soon, so we can finish music, sound and layout by August 1st.  Trouble here being, I'm a lazy bastard without much day to day motivation to do anything but mope around being a lonely asshole.  Fuck.

Anyway, onward!


Bartering with the subhumans would leave even the most stalwart confused and a little unsettled.  But to track his quarry, the hunter must traffick with the untoward.  His team of hunting beasts are an integral part in his greater revenge scheme.


Harried on all sides, boltshot and bleeding, the einhorn makes its mad dash.  How will it turn out?  Not well, I'll say that much.  Once a beast gets a taste for unicorn blood, there is no turning back.


A jarring shift, but bear with me.  I'd been working on this whenever I ran out of steam elsewhere.  I still might add more to it, but I doubt it.  It's gone through a few different permutations, and I'll probably leave it be here.


Back in action.  Not much to say here.  There's one less unicorn in the wood, that's for damn sure.


The King of the Wood.  I'm pleased with this.  It's not often I do something that I just plain like, but this is one of those cases.  I'm going to reproduce it on a larger canvas soon.  Good work, Mattheis.


I'm trying to approach a newer idea within this framework.  I'm going to do a bunch of these taking place in the Valley of the Low Gods.  Here's the entrance.  More to follow, I'm sure.


I thought up this effect when I was messing up something else.  It turned out alright, using two different types of ink allows for some interesting effects.  I'm not sure what else I'm going to do with it, but it's another tool in the toolbox, I suppose.  In any case, I do like ol' volcano wolf here.


Another experiment with the same effect as above, this time with some further messing around with masking agents.  It's weird, that's all I've got to say.  Using paper cement is a little to difficult on a small scale.

And this is my most recently completed large canvas.  Nothing new, aside from the scale, really.  I'm basically just re-working old ideas with these.  I plan on having a whole bunch of them eventually, once I get the wherewithal to sit down and really work on them.  As of right now, wherewithal is one thing I do not have.

The past two nights have yielded nothing. I'm not accustomed to that, and every short dry spell I have throws me off. Doing this is the only thing I've got anymore. If the ol' parnassus drifts too far afield I'll probably just walk into the ocean.