
Happy Sunday to my bff : P

Happy Sunday to my bff : P

I was grumpy when I came home from work the other day (grumpy for no reason, really) but I drew Hru to make me feel better, and it worked. He looks a bit older here.
Episode 4: Dragon’s Breath Episode 6: The Unflinching
Oh hei, it’s a chapter of Anima’s Seal. It’s Camp Nanowrimo time or something?
The big battle at the end of the chapter was written to the following Astebreed tracks: Return of the Fragments, The Same Origin, Destruction of the Core, and Prism Reflection. Although Prism Reflection is kind of my favourite so I use it for everything really. XD
Conveniently, I watched this about the same time I was thinking of Shiroe’s battle in Log Horizon episode 3 and his plan with the lights…
Episode 5: Pherae’s Son
“Our first destination should be Pherae,” Ceniro said over breakfast. “Eliwood probably still has Durandal. It’s further than Ostia, but the Western Isles are further still, and we don’t even know where we’re going in the Western Isles.”
“Wait, what did you say?” Rigel said. “Did you say that Marquess Pherae owns Durandal?”
“He’s been borrowing it,” Lyn said proudly. “Roland himself said he was worthy. But our task for it is long done, and Durandal should be returned to its resting place.”
Rigel’s face was overwritten with questions, but she refrained from asking them. Continue reading

My first paid commissions! : O I work as a music teacher at a Yamaha school, and one day before Christmas I mentioned to my boss that I did visual art as well, and he asked if I had a rate, and long story short, I did some art of real people! Plaid is hard, but you know what, I’d rather do plaid than bike helmets now…
(I forgot to take a picture of one, but it was the least good of the four anyway…)

Stuey O’Grady! One of the quiet but long-riding, high-profile domestiques. Who doesn’t quite look like himself. Well, improvement is always slow.
Drawing bike helmets is a pain. o_O I had to desaturate the picture in order to figure out the red, white, and black, and the reflections, and the holes and shapes. Dang.
(Jensie and Andy will be upcoming at some point… but I have a few other projects getting in the way. You waited six years for these guys, you can wait a few more weeks. XD )

George Hincapie has always seemed a pretty decent guy to me. I first knew him as the person who shepherded Mark Cavendish to flat-stage win after flat-stage win on the HTC-Columbia team, and later as Cadel Evans‘ lieutenant. I only dimly knew about all the Lance Armstrong drama, but I never really liked Lance – I sort of did because the media did, back then, but I found the focus on him kind of annoying, probably because I never watched him when he was winning races. And I also didn’t like him because he seemed to do things just to get the camera on him. He didn’t seem like a nice person. Then the doping came out, and now it’s clear that he’s not a nice person. And now everyone has a reason to feel ‘meh’ about him.
That is way too many words put towards someone who I don’t like and who isn’t the focus of this picture. George is all right (his own doping aside). I stole his name for one of my stories.

This strange-looking being is supposed to be Tommy Voeckler, le Petit Prince of cycling. I loved him since the …first…? year we watched the Tour de France and he won on an immense breakaway down into some coastal town… you could see the peloton coming up behind him but he just sat up and grinned because they weren’t going to catch him.

Tried to draw Cadel Evans. Not sure I succeeded. Anyway, I’ve been a fan of Cadel for a long time, especially when he moved over to BMC and gained a team that would pull for him. Remember that time he smashed his elbow in a little group spill and pulled through the next day without telling anyone? He might have lost yellow that time, but damn that takes guts. I was really happy for him when he won the Tour! : D

It’s been a while since I drew a real human being, huh? And actually, I’ve probably drawn more real human beings this year than anything else. Weird. Anyway, this is from a couple weeks ago when I was checking off OLD projects from my to-do list, beginning with those portraits of professional cyclists whom I admire. This is Frank Schleck, the older of the two Schleck brothers from Luxembourg. The top of his head is missing because that’s how the photo was cropped.

Half-baked submission for Fanservice Day: Tam without a shirt. (Still needs work but that’s why it’s half-baked. Better next year? : P )
(Referenced this slightly for lighting (warning: tasteful male nude))