Page 9 and a bit of a WWI setting...

This week's doodle - 'The Queen of the Connaught' - maybe just a wiff of the Pre-Raphaelite there. Been looking at too many of Dulac's 'women in bushes'..!

It's page three and things are coming along apace... just need to maintain some momentum!

Work in progress 4

Mash it all up in Photoshop. This is kind of a cobble-up but the idea is there and needs some finessing. Let's see...

Work in progress 3

Get together some kind of title/logo...

Work in progress 2

Here's the coloured up version as far as it goes...

Some work in progress...

For no other reason than to make me feel as though I'm doing something here's a bit more work in progress from my colour strip. Title page, in fact - basic underdrawing/prelim.

Would you believe it...

... a page in a day! here's p2. The Epic is marginally less Epic... hurrah!

New Strip and some Medieval Mayhem...

Progress is indeed slow. Especially when you keep going off on tangents! Running this in parallel with the colour stuff - different strip, same ol' theme. Let's see how we get on...

Progress is slow... but some progress is better than no progress. Right?

Prelim for an epic strip - epic only in the sense that it'll take me forever to finish it! Fortunately, at the moment, time is on my side!



 Surprise! - colour version

Stopping in the borders for the week - some Festival Fringe stuff as well hopefully.

Work on the studio comes on apace - looks like I might just finish it!

Today is the day I get to grips with finishing the decoration of my studio/workshop. I have paint, I have brushes. Now all I need to do is start...

The Witch King from 2008...

Wandering Wizard, from 2008...

Here's another doodle. This will be coloured eventually - watercolours, I think. A return to some good old fashioned cross hatching. At the moment my concerntration will hold up for only so much time. I need some self discipline to get stuck into a larger project - the ideas are there, the stamina isn't, currently. Thus, for the meantime it's doodles and aimless postings, not wanting to be left out...

He's Behind You

The Siege of Crumble Crag.

Ye Heroes of Agincourt. Haven't decided whether to colour it or not yet...

Under a Blood Red Sky - work in progress. Colour version to follow...

Crecy -1346!

Just back from the West Coast of Scotland - need to get some work done!

Trouble in the Pumpkin Patch

Trouble in the Pumpkin Patch - something a bit bifferent

Another project on the go. This one will take some time to finish...

Ещё за долго до того как, были заведены первые часы, когда земля была плоской, а океаны были не изогнутыми, Королева Cвета и её сестра Королева Tьмы, одна завидуя другой, объявили друг другу войну.

Их войска встретились для сражения, сначала на рассвете затем на закате. Но победу так никто из них и не одержал, и тогда обе королевы поручили своим лучшим воинам, разрешить исход сражения с помощью этого состязания.

Wotan!

Wotan! - haven't quite worked out the border though. I think this will change!

Dragged out an oldish picture which was going to be a water colour. I've decided on a change of direction...

For no reason other than because I can...

An Excerpt from 'Albion Wyke'

            Under the Church of St. Tidwell-in-the-Valley there is an eight-century Saxon crypt, once a place of pilgrimage, which had held the bones of St. Tidwell himself for many centuries. Its perfectly preserved vaulted stone roof and relic alcoves are a fine example of their kind. What is less widely recorded is the passage with runs deeper still from beneath the flagstone at which the vicar tugged energetically. The mechanism of the trapdoor had not been used in some considerable while and was initially reluctant to shift but the sly craft of its maker eventually won out and it swung up to reveal steps down into an inky darkness below. The vicar flipped on his torch and stepped warily down the worn and crumbling steps. After a climb down of some twenty steps, the walls, hitherto made of small, rough hewn blocks and mortar, gave way to a passage cut out of the sandstone bedrock. Twenty steps more and he arrived in a small chamber. The rough stone walls carried the traces of colour which may once have been paintings but were now broken and eroded. In the middle of the dusty stone floor was set a rectangular marble slab into which were roughly carved a few lines;

                                                The old, the new,

                                                The willow and the yew,

                                                Cut me down,

                                                And grow anew,                                                        

                                                When the valiant of England,

Are naught but a fling,

                                                But for a crooked stick,

                                                And the grey goose wing.

            Nicholas LeTombé passed the light of his torch across the surface of the tomb. Seeing it undisturbed beneath a film of dust as he had always known it, he heaved a sigh of relief and turned towards the steps. All was well, for now at least. No need to worry. No need even to be late for dinner. Cheered at this un-vicarly thought, the Nicholas LeTombe trotted nimbly back up the stairs and returned the chamber to absolute darkness. Never once did he remove his sunglasses.

Last of the Giant Killers

This is a 'pre-lim' splash page for a short story - 'Last of the Giant Killers, Last of the Giants'. Rough pencils. As you can see, Simon is a very untidy boy. Basically it's scribble and take out the bits that don't look right... I try and convince people it's about spontaneity. Maybe.

Jet lagged

Utterly jet lagged. Must find some time to get to grips with posting. Gonna a try a work in progress thing, i think.

Or Anaheim, if you prefer...

It's Wednesday morning, 6.30 in Anahaim. Sun's on the rise.

Fish Humour part II

Since part I consisted of nothing. Ideas for fish related cartoon, though not necessarily fish really. Anything, in fact;

Henry the Fish "Cry haddock and unleash the dogs of war!"

Hmmmn. This may depend on the execution of the cartoon for its success...

Fish Humour

NAMM

Today is prep for the NAMM show - get one's act together and go west. Hope it's warmand the sun is shining...

Just getting started here and away to LA on Monday. There need to be a few more days in the week at the moment.

St. George - Twentieth Anniversary

Here's an old one - twenty years give or take a month or two. Always thought he was a pleasingly seedy looking kind of Knight.

The Barbarian King

The Barbarian King. Who am I kidding - it's Conan. Done to exorcise the image left in my brain from the recent movie trailer. Not right - not for me anyway - so here's my contribution.

12/01/12 The Wizard of Wychmaze

The Wizard of Wychmaze