So, the Smauglock virus hit me today.

I don't actually know how to draw dragons. But why the hell not, anyway.

I apologize in advance for the lack of John. Just imagine him stomping away in anger (which is what happened in canon), ok?


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So I asked Wan what I should draw today ( Read more... )

So. My finals are over. *whoop* To celebrate, I've been doing many things, fanart included.

Brave is one of my favourite animated movies ever. Ever. Hell, I don't like sequels generally (unless they are part of a continuing story), but if they make Brave 2, I'll watch it.

Anyway, done in ink pen and coloured in PS.


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Another sketch. A sketch a day keeps the insanity away.


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Dug out an old picture to practise colouring. I love colouring. This is Yuna from FFX, for the uninitiated.

I didn't draw the whole thing myself, I drew the hair, face and hands while Wan did all the clothes plus shading (for the pencil version). The colouring (and shading) here was by me, of course. :D


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Every day a new picture, that is essentially what I do. :D Be glad that I've strayed away from greys. Though that doesn't make my subject matter any less depressing.


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Ok, let's make it official. Drawing is my way of having a life. So I plan to keep up the steady stream of drawings that have been flooding my journal so far.

It doesn't help that everyday Wan suggests something new for me to draw and it almost always is something that I am absolutely obsessed about, thus enabling me to churn new things out day after ( Read more... )

Another depressing-ish picture in the dead of the night. I swear, I don't even draw happy faces nowadays. This was inspired by a scene from Les Misérables, where Cosette is alone in the dark woods at night trying to fetch a heavy pail of water back to the inn, and  it's essentially her most miserable moment in the whole story.

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Yup, it's late. I was suddenly inspired.

Sketchy drawings are actually better than the carefully lined ones, aren't they? Shall switch to this style from now on.

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They sing of the grandeur of cliffs inland,
But the cliffs of the ocean are truly grand,
And I long to wonder and dream and doubt
Where the cliffs by the oceans run out and out.

- Henry Lawson, "The Cliffs"

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