Jacket: Phoenix Rising design
Finished the Corvidic Warder jacket.
It looks pleasingly military and scifi which is weird since that really wasn't what I had in mind initially at all.
This jacket was supposed to be some random Aubrey Beardsley roses and poppies floof with some odd suggestion of opium and magic underneath. Didn't happen. There was a phoenix instead. I tried to make it floofly - failed totally - I think I have a bunch of neurons at the back that add extra stompy-kill-ness (or at the very least unsettling weirdness) to any drawing I'm doing if they think it's getting too sweet. Ah well.
Drawing in gold metallic pen scares me but my red gel pen died =(
Ordered more leather paints - soon I will have blue and yellow and purple.
I'm at the Oast next week Tuesday to who knows when, should anyone be curious (unlikely I know).
I'm in a really weird mood.
I have various neurons who want to do things (which range from cooking muffins to stabbing myself repeatedly in the arm) and I don't really know why they want to do any of them. Maybe it's just fallout from hearing different songs when my iTunes library's on random? *shrug*
My eldest brother now has a boy sproggling. I'm probably meant to make some comment about this but I never really know what to say as I'm aware that although it's central to his world it has fekk all impact on mine. Yeah, I'm a bitch. (Although I quite like the Goblin Princess - my little sister's sprog - and have done spells and presents for her, so maybe I have half a heart after all.)
Somewhen in the near future my sister is gonna plait extensions into my feathers so they are long as long. Hm. How many inches of hair does one require on one's scalp before extensions can be attached? Think my feathers may still be too short. T'feh.
It looks pleasingly military and scifi which is weird since that really wasn't what I had in mind initially at all.
This jacket was supposed to be some random Aubrey Beardsley roses and poppies floof with some odd suggestion of opium and magic underneath. Didn't happen. There was a phoenix instead. I tried to make it floofly - failed totally - I think I have a bunch of neurons at the back that add extra stompy-kill-ness (or at the very least unsettling weirdness) to any drawing I'm doing if they think it's getting too sweet. Ah well.
Drawing in gold metallic pen scares me but my red gel pen died =(
Ordered more leather paints - soon I will have blue and yellow and purple.
I'm at the Oast next week Tuesday to who knows when, should anyone be curious (unlikely I know).
I'm in a really weird mood.
I have various neurons who want to do things (which range from cooking muffins to stabbing myself repeatedly in the arm) and I don't really know why they want to do any of them. Maybe it's just fallout from hearing different songs when my iTunes library's on random? *shrug*
My eldest brother now has a boy sproggling. I'm probably meant to make some comment about this but I never really know what to say as I'm aware that although it's central to his world it has fekk all impact on mine. Yeah, I'm a bitch. (Although I quite like the Goblin Princess - my little sister's sprog - and have done spells and presents for her, so maybe I have half a heart after all.)
Somewhen in the near future my sister is gonna plait extensions into my feathers so they are long as long. Hm. How many inches of hair does one require on one's scalp before extensions can be attached? Think my feathers may still be too short. T'feh.