Sketch: Kaya

Here, have one. owo

Art Trade: Taylorinator's Magical Boy

So, I have this friend, (@taylorinator on instagram) and we're kind of known each other for a while. She's drawn me all sort of fantastic things, but I don't think I've ever actually drawn something for her. That's mostly because I draw characters more than anything else, and she hasn't had very many in the past. That being said, she's created some cuties in the past few years and it's about time I drew one. 

This is her magical boy.

I'm not sure if he has a name, but he's freaking precious. 

Shade: Progress

So this was actually a redrew of an older piece. It popped up on my Facebook feed, and apparently is a year old as of a few days ago. I actually couldn't believe that so I decided to redraw this "lovely" character of mine. I guess I've improved more than I thought in just twelve months. Ye.

Follow your dreams

Just do it

Do internet memes make blogs popular?

Shade: Veronika "Roni" Ace

So...I've been a little inactive lately, but I have some reasonable reason things. Reason one: school. Reason two: work. Reason 3: I'm a loser. 

Anyyyyyway, I posted the sketch for this several days ago (I think, I'm not sure how many days it was actually) and I actually got around to finishing it today. Not only did I finish it, but I recorded that last few hours I spent working ont this. I don't remember how many hours it was exactly, but I think it was around three. I could check, but it's late and I'm tired. 

If you'd like to check out this recording, aka a speed paint, you can follow this link:
https://youtu.be/KaGey-DR0-o

It's winter break, so hopefully there will be some more art in the near future. 

It Hurts

when your dad doesn't love you.

A Sketch

Another sketch. This is the main antagonist for my novel, which I've been writing for four years. 

Happy Holidays (Christmas Gift Art for Friends)

First off, I'd like to apologize for being so inactive lately. I've been working on several different projects, all the while trying to catch up on school work over Winter Break. Nonetheless, I managed to fit in the time to draw some Christmas drawings for some of my friends. c: Here, have a look.

This is a drawing for my best friend, Holly. We've only been friends for around 3 years but it feels like it's been so much longer. There aren't really words to describe just how greatly I appreciate her presence and support, but just know that she is one of the most wonderful friends one could possibly have. 

 So, I'm not the kind of person who normally gushes about their significant other. I feel that a lot of the times it's annoying and most react very negatively. With that in mind I'll keep it short and just say that my boyfriend and I have been together almost two years and it's been an eventual time. I'm glad to have him in my life, especially since it gives me an excuse to draw cute things sometimes. 

Here's another one of my friends. We've known each other since the 7th grade though our friendship didn't really  nfbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb ny[[[;[]

Elude: School Assignment

This week has been one of the most exhausting weeks I've had for a while. Three tests, one ten page paper (with absolutely unreasonable consequences for those who don't turn it in on time), a two hour work out session every day, plus work; two all nighters, five 44 oz cups of Mountain Dew, and I'm surprised I'm not dead. 

In the midst of all this, I also had a piece due on Thursday. Luckily, I'd roughed the sketch last week, and managed to squeeze in the time on Monday and Tuesday to do most of the work before actually finishing it on Wednesday. This was the result. 

This is the fifth piece in my concentration and deals with the everyday prison of addiction, more specifically alcohol addiction. I attempted to create an image that showcased how, despite how our desires and cravings can consume and destroy our bodies, our minds are often lost to the seduction and ecstasy of intoxication. In my efforts, I decided against a dreary and dark composition because often those who are overwhelmed by their addictions are unaware of their own deterioration. That being said, being unaware of it doesn't mean it doesn't happen. So although the woman's mind is free, she's found her escape, her body is still trapped within that bottle, being eaten away at bu the liquid and crushed by the glass.

It's winter break. I'm happy.

I have two more pieces due as soon as school's back in session.

Elude (Work In Progress)

I've been working on this all day. It's the next piece in my concentration for school, revolving around the prison of addiction. It's due in two days. *dead*

Moonlight

Once again, another drawing that I finished quite some time ago but I'm posting now because I haven't completed anything recently to post it. That's going to change incredibly soon. *dies on the inside*

This is a piece I spent quite some time  trying to perfect, and in the end I'm still not sure if I'm entirely happy with the result. This is my oc, Kaya, being all illogical and reading in the dark.

Blake and His Guitar

This is an old sketch from quite some time ago. It's my original character, Blake, rocking as if he was in a band...

Eyes Sketch

I don't feel like finishing anything  today.

Wintery Cuteness

 Have you have just been really cold, but also really cute? No...oh...

well have some wintery cuteness.

...more to come.

Parker, my best friend's oc, and Ky, my oc. 

Dex, my best friend's oc, and Kaya, my oc

Nel, my best friend's oc, and Blake, my oc.

Queen of Spades

This is something I've been working on for most of the day. I wanted to attempt a more painterly, rough style to prepare myself for my next concentration piece at school. I wanted to create a style similar but different to Socolateh's techniques, since her methods are so enrapturing ot me. I feel like I accomplished that goal with this piece, and overall I like it. 

Fade: School Assignment

It's been a little while since I've made a new blog post, and that's for various reasons. 1) I've been sick. 2) Senior paper. 3) College app preparation. 4) Maybe I'm a little lazy. I'll stop tossing excuses at you, however, and go ahead and just make a new post (as if that wasn't already obvious.) This piece is the third in my concentration for school, and it's titled Fade.

Remember when I mentioned confusing compositions? This is the epitome of them.

This piece is supposed to showcase the prison of fear. I chose to avoid using any colors at all to resurrect that old, grayscale, horror movie feeling, while also emphasizing the use of black because most of the things we associate with fear or are afraid of are black. We're afraid of the dark, of oblivious, of the things the go bump in the night. The ooze that the girl is sinking into is her fear, and it's swallowing her whole much like so many people's doubts and concerns do. As disappears into her own fear, she reaches up to the sky, and more specifically, the moon. It's the last touch of light in her world before she disappears, and she's asking it to save her from the darkness that is swarming around her.

This is a HUGE Picture, so here are some close ups of the details;

Dagger Flicky

Look at that hideous dagger. Look at it. *shudders*

This is my friend's original character. Flicky.

Soccer Kick Annie

This is Annie, my previously mentioned original character. She's in soccer. She likes to kick things.

I don't know how to draw her properly kicking things.

Bottle It Up

This is another drawing of my original character, Kaya, though this one is much older than the other. This drawing is supposed to express Kaya's unwavering desire to protect herself from being hurt by others due to past experiences, which directly contributes to her standoffish attitude and requirement for isolation. 

Wilt: School Assignment

This is a piece I drew for my concentration in art class. For those of you who are curious, the concept that I chose to explore is "Everyday Prisons." This is my effort of looking at the most mundane and common things in our lives and perceiving them as some might; a trap, a cage. A prison. 

This is the second piece in my concentration, following one that attempted to display the prison of mind. In this one, I chose to pursue the concept of commitment and how some people feel as if they're being strangled by it. I tried to represent the idea of devotion by taking the two things that are most often regarded as "for life," marriage and death, and combined them. 

The bride and the blossomed roses behind her are meant to symbolize love, but as the picture transitions you see her dress and the flowers slowly beginning to change. They start to transform into something different; something darker. Her wedding dress turns into a funeral gown as she faces the death of her independence, and the roses wilt alongside her individuality. As the blossoms begin to fall apart, your eyes move to the close up--which is meant to be the bride and how she actually feels about marriage. It's a collar, and she's being led down the aisle to be imprisoned by a commitment she isn't ready to devote herself to. 

There are some things that I realize might be confusing; for example, why isn't the close up of the bride wearing a dress? I wanted to emphasize the collar. Why are the two women in your drawing? There aren't, I just decided that confusing compositions are my favorite thing. Wait until you see my latest concentration piece.... *teardrop*

tl;dr: it's supposed to represent the fear of commitment and how some people feel trapped by it. Woo!

A Sketch

Here, have one. This is one of my oc's. Neil. 

Smoke

Here's another one of my original characters, Kaya, enjoying a morning smoke after a rough night. 

I drew this quite some time ago. It was relatively soon after I got my new laptop, and I drew it so that it could be my desktop background. This was also my excuse to flesh out her tattoo and more properly draw its texture. 

If Annie ever had a tattoo, it would probably look like this. 

Some Progress

I received my digital tablet in the early summer of 2013 as an early birthday gift from my grandmother. I spent several months pretending I knew how to draw and creating monstrosities like this: 

It's okay. I understand if you shielded your eyes. I don't blame you. I do have to say, however, that it's still a step up from the sixth grade, where every piece of art I drew included alien-faced white girls with exposed tummies. I've evolved though!

...to not-so-alien-faced white girls with exposed tummies...

That's not the point of this post though. One of my really close friends berates themselves because their art doesn't appear to have improved very much over the last few years, or even changed at all. I disagree with her entirely, but sometimes it's difficult to notice the way our art differs over the course of time. It could be because we're blinded by self-doubt and discord, or it could be that said progress is leisure; it takes its time. It happens so slowly that we don't even see it.

So, take a look back, and see where you were years ago, and give yourself a pat on the back.

I'm gonna go eat a bagel.

Teardrop Nel

This drawing...this drawing was a disaster. Once again, I took the time to draw a portrait of my friends original character--her name's Nel--but this time I faced several bouts of frustration, anger, dislike, and irritation. It's a running joke between my friend and I that, whenever I draw Nel, I always have a difficult time. This time was no different. That being said I was still surprised when it turned out to be 

the 

most

infuriating

drawing I've started since the beginning of the school year. 

It took just over 10 hours to complete, and I cannot tell you how many of those hours I spent trying to perfectly draw that leather jacket. (I'll give you a hint: it was too many.) 

Originally, this piece was much more green, but because my friend, and this character's creator, said it reminded her too much of another one of her creations we decided it best to change it. And thus, this lavender/periwinkle/pink disaster game to be. 

It's not so bad, I suppose. I just liked the green a lot better. 

A Peck Process

I figured I could post the progress shots I took while drawing "A Peck" and post them here like I did for my other drawing. owo

Sword Poppianna Process

If you're curious about some of the process involved for "Sword Poppi," this should be helpful. OwO

Sword Poppianna

How Do Name?

This is actually a drawing I finished prior to the one posted before this, but I'm sort of in love with it so I figured I'd break whatever chronological posting pattern I had in mind. 

Once again it's important to mention that this is my friend, Holly's, original character, Poppianna, who I drew because I don't possess enough unyielding devotion to a fanbase to draw fanart. Or maybe I'm just too big a fan of our roleplays. I don't know. It's probably the latter. 

Anyway,

this badass lady right here pushed my hand to its limits. The hair along took me three hours, and don't even get me started on how that corset were to figure out. I was aware of the different challenges I was going to face when I started drawing this, so I was surprised when I actually ended up enjoying the entirety of drawing this. 

A Peck

"I've dreamed about us; falling in love, getting married, being badass lesbians until we're old and wrinkled, but then I wake up and I remember that reality is better than anything I could dream of."

A Peck

What better way to start off this art blog than with some art? 

This is my most recently finished piece of art. I started it yesterday, and have since been working on it off and on. I wish I would've recorded the different times so I could actually tell you the exact amount of time I spent drawing this. 

I'm going to say that I'll do it next time, but I'll probably forget and say the same thing in my next post.

Back to the point; this piece features my own original character, Annie, kissing the forehead of her childhood friend and high school sweetheart, Flicky. It's important to mention that Flicky is not my character. She's actually my best friends character, and these two are a couple involved in one of our roleplays.

While I first started drawing this piece, I thought I was going to have a hard time with Flicky's hair because blonde hair is especially difficult for me to shade and color. That being said, it actually proved to be Annie's hair that ultimately posed the greatest challenge. I restarted it two different times before I finally managed to produce a result I was happy with. In fact, Annie actually ended up being very difficult to shade in general. I wasn't sure how to approach her shoulders or naked chest, so I ended up slapping on a last minute shirt over her boobs and called it a day. 

Overall, I think I accomplished my goal of creating a warm and loving atmosphere. I'm proud that this turned out so well, but I'm also waiting for the honeymoon phase to end so I can start nitpicking this piece until I hate it.

-Yours Truly, Michy

How Do Blog?

How Do Blog?

(Hello, Imaginary Readers.)

I wish there was a tutorial for blog introductions, because I would copy and paste it into my memory ASAP. Unfortunately, said tutorial either does not exist or I've entirely missed it. Regardless of which it is, I suppose I should stop dawdling...

...

...This is awkward...

Is it too late to welcome you to my new, baby blog? No? Yes? Oh well. Welcome!
In case you haven't noticed yet, I'm new to this. I'm ill-prepared, I've done minimal research, and all I know is that I want a place where I can share my art with more than just friends and family. (*cough, cough, Facebook.*) With that in mind I've decided to make an art blog, which is what this is...supposed...to...be.  A part of me has is eager to become "internet famous," and the rest of me is very prepared to become just another blog lost among thousands that are littered throughout the inter-webs.

 I had hoped that, since I'm a savvy young adult, this process be easy. Like most of my hopes and dreams, that was crushed almost immediately. It's a work in progress, and that's what this blog is. An art blog without preparation; a shot in the dark, but an aspiring one...So thanks for sticking around long enough to read, and thanks even more if you choose to remain a little longer.

I'll see you in the next post...maybe...
-Michy