From the Archives: Burning

An older sharpie and marker sketch.  When I first discovered color sharpies I was so in love.  Here we have the beginnings of some of my more psychedelic coloring but on one my standard angry faces.

{8x11,  Sharpie and various markers}

Psyche Delectus: I am TV

In its dim light, darkness is revealed.

Saturday Sketch: Belasco's Citadel

There are very few shots of Belasco's citadel within the issues of the Marvel Comics limited series Magik.  Drawn by several different artists, each version they drew of the citadel was different.  I took several images of the citadel as reference and married them all together.  

From the Archives: Chained

From long ago, an image of anxiety and fear.  Looking back, I'm not sure what all the odd patterning is about.  I recognize the symbolism of some of it, but from this end it seems more visually disruptive than effective.  At the time, I do recall being very preoccupied with neon Prismacolor pencils because of the intensity they brought.  I'm sure that was part of this.

{Sharpie and Prismacolor pencils}

Exhumed and Staurday Sketch are growing up!

Exhumed and Saturday Sketch are growing up!  The Other Features gallery has dissolved into individual Exhumed and Saturday Sketch galleries.  The two galleries have finally gotten large enough to become their own pages and stand on their own.  Thanks for viewing and reading!  I hope you enjoy!

Psyche Delectus: Viceroy

He is the guard dog of ruling power.

Saturday Sketch: Classic Soulsword

Here is a second object of power for the Saturday Sketches, the Soulsword.  I hadn't planned on drawing this as a Saturday Sketch or next week's piece either.  However, after missing one Saturday Sketch, I just couldn't bring myself to leave another Saturday empty during the hiatus.  Also, these two pieces were fun to draw.

From the Archives: Baba Yaga's Gift

Two different sharpie sketches from long ago of the flaming skull from a Russian folktale about Vasilisa and Baba Yaga.  I first read a version of this story in Women Who Run with the Wolves.

{8.5x11,  Sharpie}

Psyche Delectus: Singular Focus

It burns.

Spring Hiatus

I need to offer an apology.  Things have gotten a little sloppy here of late.  I've missed the final edits on several posts and they've gone to post with text attached that should have been deleted.  This is just one of the reasons why I'm choosing to take some time off.

I've been running at a hard pace with Zombie Bites since December adding new features and giving the entire site a fresh coat of paint and new support structures.  I've also had some reoccurring medical issues plaguing me for the past month that have held me back.  I'm exhausted. I'm going to take some time off to replenish my batteries and heal.  

There won't be any new Featured Creature posts for a couple of weeks, maybe three. When I get back, all other features will pick up where they leave off.  However, if I have some thing already set to go, I'll set it to post during the down time regardless.  I apologize that the Featured Creature Reunion at the Merrimon Library story still remains incomplete, but that will be part of what I'll be working on during the hiatus.  I'm going to take at least two weeks, possibly more, to crawl back into my grave before I come back refreshed and ready to eat the living.  Thanks for viewing and reading!  See you soon.

Exhumed: Strange Eye

Here is a simple sketch of a nonhuman eye.  As I was working on it, I wanted to do more than just add color to it.  That's where the shading and bubbles came in.  I tried to give a subtle sense of structure to the "head" that houses this eye.  Obviously a larger creature but it's exact nature we cannot tell.  You can bet though that there are tentacles involved!

{8x6.533,  Graphite with color added in Adobe Photoshop}

Featured Creature: Reunion at the Merrimon Library Part VI, Towards the Circle

Reunion at the 

Merrimon Library:
Part VI, Towards the Circle

~ Continued from Part V ~

Alan crawled slowly towards the corner.  He held on tightly to the copy of Die Tür Des Bösen with his good hand and angled the wrist of his wounded hand to keep from putting too much pressure on it.  It had swollen up in an ugly way, the fingers grown to twice their size.  Luckily the intense pain had faded into a dull throb.  Small favors, he thought.  In short hobbled movements, he slithered towards the corner.

From what Alan could see in the dim light, most of circle that Tim had created was still intact.  One of the piles closest to him had been knocked over when Tim rushed from the circle.  The books had not scattered but merely lay down like a sliced loaf of bread.  They could easily be stacked again in their original positions.  He would need them to be as exact as possible to attune the energies so that he might close the gate Tim had opened, if he could close it at all.  He clung to that hope as he crawled, eying the shapes that moved beneath the skin of the walls.

From the Archives: Devil and Angel

Here is a sharpie sketch exploring ideas for a flyer advertising a heaven and hell themed party.

{8.5x11,  Sharpie}