Finally finished my Prismacolor portrait of Rosie.
Finally finished my Prismacolor portrait of Rosie.
My little girl loves My Little Ponies: Friendship is Magic, so I decided I’d draw up some custom ponies for her. These ponies will be based on the current art style of MLP:FIM, but I wanted to do some more…cutting edge ponies, with my own themes and “cutie mark” ideas.
Now, I debut my first pass at the Daryl Dixon Pony. This female little pony is complete with Daryl’s trademark casually messy hair, crossbow, “ear” necklace… And I added some fingerless gloves (ponies don’t have fingers anyway 😉 )a biohazard “cutie mark.”
My regular readers know I’m becoming quite the misanthrope in my old age (that’d be 31.) The world is a lot smaller now that we’re all virtually connected via the internet. Everyday that I’m online, I’m bombarded with information, a lot of it bad news. War, famine, rape, death, abuse, injustice. People doing horrible things to the Earth, animals, each other…their own children. It’s always been around, but now we’re ever more aware of it, and it seems to be getting worse.
Becoming a mother has made me hypersensitive to the atrocity. I hate this world we live in. I hate these people who can’t see past their own id. My heart breaks for the innocents, and I’m often afraid for my child, who has to grow up in… a sea of crazy people. I wonder what we can do to effect a significant change in people… It feels like there’s nothing we can do.
And then today, I started watching Equilibrium.
The film follows John Preston (Bale), a warrior-priest and enforcement officer in a future dystopia where both feelings and artistic expression are outlawed and citizens take daily injections of drugs to suppress their emotions.
Based on the concept that emotions are the root of all strife in the world, the logic is that by eliminating these basic emotions, conflict is eliminated. And the concept seems to have merit, if you don’t consider the immediate execution of any persons committing “sense” offenses, as well as the incineration of any emotionally stimulating material– art, music, and apparently, puppies– to be “conflict.”
But as you may well have guessed, it is a colorless, pointless, and dull existence, devoid of any happiness…or empathy And in the end, isn’t the absence of empathy the root of the problem our world already faces?
The problem with the film… Sean Bean. Goddammit! Is there any film in which he doesn’t die ?
Those of you who are faithful followers, or who know me personally, know that I am something of a potty mouth. I could give you examples, or mention all the variations of the title question I’ve heard, but that’s not really what the this post is about.
Today, I finished another Dean Koontz novel, The Funhouse. Despite Koontz’s tendency to include thinly veiled moral/religious connotations in most of his work, and his even more irritating tendency to overdo it on the metaphorical descriptives, I do like his stories. The Funhouse, one of his older novels and based off another author’s screenplay, is in my opinion, one of his more entertaining pieces.
But what really struck me was a passage from the “new” afterword. The novelization was originally penned in 1980 (a year before I was born, incidentally,) and the language is gritty and (to me) realistic to a bunch of rebel teens from the ’80’s. Koontz had this to say in his newest afterword written this year.
If I were to write the novelization […] today, I’d leave out most or all of the explicit language, since I’ve learned it’s always a crutch and that it diminishes rather than enlivens virtually any story.
I immediately took issue with this statement. To be sure, I am picky about my writing, and critical about the writing in the books I read. For instance, Patricia Cornwell is an extremely popular crime novelist who has sold more than 100 million copies of her novels. And I don’t like her. Sure, her stories are fine, but I find her writing style so irritating that I just don’t buy her books. I can’t recall specifics because it’s been a while since I read anything of hers, but I seem to remember her as one of those authors that feels like she has to “explain” everything to audience, to the point where it causes the dialogue between characters to sound disingenuous and phony.
Which brings me to my point. One of the major things that determines a novel’s success is the ability of the audience to relate to and care about the characters. Nothing detracts from that faster than a disingenuous character or one who does not seem realistic. While I concede that there are people that don’t use profanity, and writers who may eschew the use of it in their work, I believe it is a writer’s job to be true to their characters. If their characters are typical 80’s teens, as in The Funhouse, they more than likely swear at least a little. Even if there is a token “good girl” or “mama’s boy” in there somewhere, more than likely, the rest will curse at least a bit and more than possibly like sailors.
Nothing is more irritating than to hear (read) a character tip-toe around bad words, or worse, substitute lesser exclamations as if they were the most natural thing in the world. “Oh, crap.”
Anyway, I just think, as successful as Koontz is, on this point, he’s…well, wrong.
What do you think, my fellow writers and book worms?
Inspired by a post I happened upon, I decided to doodle in Paint for a while… but it seems my OCD and won’t even allow me to freestyle too much, even when I’m just doodling. This is what I ended up with.
See? I can’t even doodle without some sort of order or pattern… I’m hopeless.
My dear long distance friend Dianda lost the family furbaby a short while ago.
You can read about Rosie here. I really love this pic of Rosie all stretched out, so I decided to do a portrait of her for D.
I haven’t got to do much art lately due to time constraints, other priorities, my two year old’s penchant for stealing my art supplies… Sometimes I worry I’m too out of practice, so I am pretty pleased with how the portrait is going so far. And a little bit afraid of messing it up.
I’ll post the final whenever it’s done. I initially wanted it to be a surprise for D, but I was too excited when it started to look good, and who knows when I’ll feel like I’m finished with it.
When I go home for Christmas, I wanna get my arm worked on, working towards a half-sleeve. This is what I have there now. Kinda hard to see, but it’s a raven on a crescent moon, under a willowy tree. One artist started the tat, and worked on it twice. I decided two chances was enough, cuz he couldn’t quite get it how I liked it. A guy I used to date who tattoos practically begged me to let him “fix it.” He added all the color and swirly clouds and tree roots and stuff, but there wasn’t much he could do to bring the bird out anymore.
Anyway, I had a visit from the insomnia monster last night. SO much stuff going on in my mind– sorrow over the recent school shooting, the song “Thomas,” by A Perfect Circle (my love of Maynard should be well documented by now,) and ideas for tattoos… I was sad but anxious and excited. My stomach was upset, which is not uncommon if I get too anxious… so at about two in the morning, I ended up sitting on my living room floor, hubby asleep on the couch behind me, listening to A Perfect Circle and drawing. I don’t get to draw much anymore. I have a LOT of activities I’m interested in- writing, drawing, volleyball- and I have a two year old. Some things are bound to get neglected, and it seems like my drawing is one of them (so is housework 😀 )
So, without further…pontification… this is what I came up with last night/this morning. I’d like the whole half-sleeve to be a raven motif.
And now, for your musical enrichment and listening enjoyment, “Thomas”:
Per request, tattoo design for friend. Waiting to see his opinion and if he wants anything added to it, but I’m pretty happy with it.
The male phase of “The Art Project…” This was the first attempt, and I am pretty pleased with it. I messed up the left hand but I am hoping to still be able to use this one. I still having gotten a final product for the female with which both I and my friend who commissioned this project are happy.