Several months ago I took part in an effort to produce "Monster Mythos: A Folklore Bestiary". It's a book where 19 artists illustrated 50 monsters from around the world for your viewing pleasure. Below are snippets from three of the five illustrations that I did. The books are finally available for purchase on my blog so go and get 'em!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Seeking Solace
Friday, February 5, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
light
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
hookah love
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Love
"But love, first learned in a lady's eyes,
Lives not alone immured in the brain;
But, with the motion of all elements,
Courses as swift as thought in every power,
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye;
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound,
When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd:
Love's feeling is more soft and sensible
Than are the tender horns of cockl'd snails;
Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:
For valour, is not Love a Hercules,
Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?
Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical
As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair:
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write
Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs;
O, then his lines would ravish savage ears
And plant in tyrants mild humility.
From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the world:
Else none at all in ought proves excellent."
But, with the motion of all elements,
Courses as swift as thought in every power,
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye;
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound,
When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd:
Love's feeling is more soft and sensible
Than are the tender horns of cockl'd snails;
Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:
For valour, is not Love a Hercules,
Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?
Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical
As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair:
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Never durst poet touch a pen to write
Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs;
O, then his lines would ravish savage ears
And plant in tyrants mild humility.
From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the world:
Else none at all in ought proves excellent."
"Love's Labour's Lost" is one of favorite plays by Shakespeare and this monologue is probably my favorite description of love. This monologue is spoken by Biron to convince the other Prince's that their oath to forswear women for three years is pretty unattainable since they all just fell in love with the visiting Princesses. I liked Kenneth Branagh's musical movie he did of this play in the late 90's.
This picture was inspired by and dedicated to my beautiful wife whom I love so dearly.
Friday, January 15, 2010
'Love'
This was a real quickie that I whipped up Friday night, just so I could say I made a drawing jam this week. Despite a fried computer, replacement parts, a bad hard drive, and many hours of cursing the hardware for not working correctly, my dog reminded me that you can be perfectly happy without all of that. :)
(I'll try to get a real one up for next week :b)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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