dragon stone

A few weeks ago I got a stone painting kit. I used to paint them a lot. I’ve painted little mice, and hedgehogs and other creatures on stones, so I know what I’m doing.

This dragon stone didn’t turn out as well. It’s a bit too blobby, it lacks definition. you can just about work out what it is but I think I have overworked it. It is meant to be a curled up dragon which has fallen asleep on a red cushion. I think it must be a tiny species of dragon, only about four inches long. You can have small lizards so why not small dragons? I think they live in the cracks in stone walls. They eat lichen and set fire to tiny sticks and grasses if they want to get warm. I wonder if I could turn this into a story? Pixies using them as transport, or for flying after honeybees to raid their hives? Imagination is a mad thing….

Scared?

Walking round the back of the old house, looking for a way in. The rain was cold and icy, falling hard and freezing on the ground and branches as it touched them….

She needed somewhere warm to dry out. No-one in at home and she had lost her keys? But next door was empty, if she could find shelter she could be OK till the morning?

She pushed on a soggy back door, it gave slightly under the pressure. Then the catch slipped and it flew open into a dusty hallway. Cobwebs hung down from dirty bannisters and old bedsheets covered the victorian furniture. She stepped further in. Moonlight and the sodium coloured streetlights filtered through the grubby windows.

A black cat rushed past her, fleeing out of the open doorway. Somewhere in the distance she heard the distant sound of an old fashioned phone.

Stumbling across the old parquet flooring in the darkness, she started to look for a doorway into a living room or reception room. Anywhere that would be walmer. She gently pushed on a old oak door, it opened a crack, it started to creak so she held her breath and waited. Nothing happened. She pushed again and could see light, orange candlelight. A glow coming from a carved pumpkin, almost out, flickering in the slight breeze from the doorway.

Quickly she stepped in, pushing the door behind her. A covered sofa looked like a good place to hunker down for the night…. She slowly sat down, gently, to make as little noise as possible. She felt something slither across her feet. She looked down, and saw to her horror, a dark gloved hand extending through the floor and reaching up to grab her ankle. A flash, so bright and blue lit the room for an instant. In a second she had disappeared. Gone.

Ideas for dragon wings

Dragonfly, gossamer and transparent. Rainbow hued like oil on water.

Scaly, leathery, patterned scales cover the wings and flutter as the wind blows over them.

Batwinged, stretched between long thin bones. Good for gliding and flitting silently.

Feathered, similar to Pegasus wings, bright white or golden. Shaped like an eagles wings.

Butterfly. So delicate, barely able to hold a dragon aloft. They are fine and delicate. Made of magical stuff.

Finally kite shaped. Stretched over a frame. Bright colours and even streamers of material. Light and strong.

Dragon design

My final major project for college will probably be a story about a dragon and an adventure with it. I wrote a story about twenty years ago but when I asked friends what they thought I decided it was too wordy, more like a novel. Not funny enough. So it’s sat on my computer and each time I have upgraded my system I’ve copied the file so I’ve never lost it.

I won’t tell the story, but I thought of it as a tale to tell my friends baby daughter. I was going to get a book published that I could give to her when she was older. Sadly she is an adult now and I’ve lost track of her mum. Maybe that book will finally be finished. Anyway I’m experimenting with illustrations for it.

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Pattern recognition?

I saw a post on Facebook today saying you have to have a high IQ to read upside down. I don’t think that’s true. I learnt in my childhood. I can’t remember exactly when. I can remember seeing my teachers notes, which was useful and I guess that I practiced doing it later on. I also used to look at text in the mirror, probably after hearing about Leonardo Da Vinci. Strange what you do as a child. Maybe it’s inquisitiveness, maybe pattern recognition?

Discussing memories

Memories blur

Like old photos

Frosted glass

You can’t see clearly

Stains on your mind

From painful memories

The edges curl up

Fade and twist

What you remember

Might not be true

People say things

Imply things

Change the way you think

Without understanding

Without caring

To fit their stories

Making their lives better

At your expense.

Go out and hold

Your memories tight

Save them like

Green shield stamps

To pay the ferryman

Later…

Cat college work

Some ideas for a college three square narrative. I had to put a portfolio together a few weeks ago. I decided to draw a cat trying to overcome a cat flap. This was based on one of my cats actually breaking the plastic flap because he’s too big and strong! (not the cat that’s gone missing). The big cat is very determined. He wouldn’t be deterred by a closed cat flap. He couldn’t get out by pushing it forward so I saw him pull the flap towards him with a claw, then pull it upwards till he could get his nose underneath and get out that way!

Illustrating short

Yesterday’s #bandofsketchers prompt was short. Black ink on cartridge paper. This was just drawn because I couldn’t think of what to draw. I did think short wave radio but that didn’t really seem interesting enough.

I could have drawn myself, my short stature, not very exciting. A short drink or a short walk? Other thoughts….

Seedpod collage tonight

Seedpods

Abstract of seed pods, made with spray ink, off cuts of post-it notes, bits of black monoprint and a fine line pen.

I made this during our singing class tonight, it’s just a bit of fun. I’m playing with different ideas and the circles of monoprint looked like blueberries or seed pods. The coloured bits of paper are there to add highlights in pinks, orange, and yellow. I like the chaotic complexity of it.