New paintings and regular art updates.
I think this was from 2016, its a drawing usin th ArtRage oils app. I’m trying to find out about an illustration course I can do on line. It is probably too late for me to do it, I don’t know if there is any funding available, but I need to use my brain! Once this corona virus has gone I want to free my mind. I love drawing and experimenting, so why not?
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Another four year old picture from my memories. Another one done in ArtRage. Just a bit silly and fun. I think it started out as an attempt to draw an egg, then I got a bit creative. I’ve illustrated a book before, and this could be used for that sort of thing.
Drawing from your imagination is more difficult because you have to have an idea of what you are drawing in your head. I often describe what I’m drawing to myself so that I have an idea of how to depict it. I want to get my mojo back!
Illustration by me. I keep forgetting to say that the illustrations in this blog are generally mine. If I use anything else it is free webart, but that doesn’t happen very often.
This drawing looks back at the old year and forward to the future. It’s done in a sketcher app I downloaded off the Internet. One face is lined. Cracks are appearing in her face. Full of colour and interest. Of memories and thoughts. Of worry and relief. The other is young and pale. The flowers of spring surround her. She is looking out to the future but without expression. The old face knows what has happened, the new does not know what to expect yet.
The world turns….
I can’t remember how I did this. 
It’s a few years old and I’ve used various drawing apps, so I can’t remember exactly what I used to get these effects. Does it matter? I guess if I want to replicate it. I feel my brain fizzing as I look at it, what was I thinking when I drew it? Some thoughts about illustration, about science, come to mind. I like it!
A train with pneumatic wheels that ran on the Paris underground? I didn’t know this existed, but it’s in the book my hubby is reading. It’s strange what you can find without looking at Google.
In the past you went to a library to find things out or research things, you took out the book and had your library card stamped, and a stamp put on the little form in the front of the book…..
Borrow for a week or two, then return so someone else could take it out. But beware, if you took it back late you could get fined! Books were sometimes sold off if they became out of date. Our bookshelves have some of these. The smell off a musty book, with slightly browning pages brings back memories of my school library, which for a comprehensive had a good big library, and our local, council library, with stern librarian keeping us all in order. Yellow or pale green walls and parquet flooring. Memories too of book covers with illustrations of dinosaurs or old fashioned atom symbols. I loved books on rocks and minerals and mystery stories. Craft books and origami. The library was the lace for ideas. Now many public libraries are gone, closed by politics not the Internet. Poorer people who can’t afford the Internet are kept away from knowledge. Sorry, getting political…..
Good memories…
I’m a bad person! I try and sell things at a reasonable price, but then I like being nice to people and I often haggle myself down on prices! It’s like I’m at a car boot not a craft fair. Help! But I can’t employ someone. Got to do it for myself…
I think everyone should have the opportunity to have art if they want it, and forget that people have to make a living out of it. I will not be winning business woman of the year…
While I was stall sitting I did a quick sketch of people around a stall across the way from me. There are some lovely things for sale. On the whole I’m enjoying myself.
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A raging creature stalks the land, emerging from foggy woods and green ponds. Hidden hollows and frightful cliffs. The Murkman has stubby wings as well as sharp claws.
Stabbing and slashing, the Murkman hides while waiting for the unwary traveller or hiker.
Only seen just before it kills, it creeps up behind its victim and uses its wings to hover at neck height. Because this fearful creature is only 6 inches long. It can be disabled or even killed with mosquito spray….. Stay Safe…..
She looked out of the window and saw the moon and stars. That was strange? Why were the street lights out? Normally there was too much light pollution to see anything. The world seemed very quiet, no car noises, no sounds of planes flying overhead. Something must be going on.
She had woken from sleep in her room that was in darkness apart from the moonlight. Then she noticed her alarm clock light was off. She tried to switch on her light. Nothing. She crept down stairs. The lights there were not working and the fridge was off. Worryingly the heating was off too. She picked up a jumper and put it on.
What the hell was happening? She felt alone, cold, her breath was steaming from her mouth. She opened the back door. No dogs barking, no bird song. Just the moon and stars.
Then she heard the moaning and saw the zombies….
Did I once have a rocking horse ?
How fast did it go,
Over hills, over fields,
Up mountain paths,
Down into dales and vales.
If I had a rocking horse
Where did it live?
In stables or a farm yard
Or the back bedroom in our house.
What colour was that rocking horse
Was it a bay?
A white maned charger
A gentle, dappled grey?
I once had a rocking horse,
So long ago
I don’t remember anything-
Where did it go?
These are digital drawings from 2007 or 2008. I’m not sure what I was thinking of when I did them but the first couple look rather cheeky I think. The last one seems a bit smug….
I like using different coloured backgrounds to contrast with the drawings pen colours.
I didn’t remember them till they popped up on my Facebook feed a few days ago. I posted a lot of my drawings are there because the site was closing and I wanted to keep them safe.
My favourite is the pig with his curly tail. He seems a real character. I would love to illustrate George Orwells “Animal Farm” the drawing seems to go with the phrase two legs bad, four legs good, which may be a misquote …
Anyway I like the squiggled feel to it. I hope you do too….
Mallaband-Brown