Also I’ve been meaning to post this one. I had an assignment in my painting class to paint a dream or paint something you would like to have a dream about. So I decided to paint a dream I had a few months ago. I don’t remember the contexts of the dream, but I remember two kids (which I’ve illustrated them before) picking illuminating flowers by a lake. It was both day and night, and I distinctly remember the sky looking like Makoto Shinkai’s skys. I probably didn’t pull it off to well, but I’d tried my best.
I may have created a story for this painting. After school, a little girl does her usual routine of packing up before leaving school. Suddenly a little boy, who doesn’t go to her school, asks her to follow him. He takes her to a small shack and tells her “that’s your place”. She opens the door, leading to the other side of the shack, and finds herself in a magical world.
The boy takes her further into the strange world and leads her to a cliff, revealing nothing else beyond it. The boy looks at the girl and waits for a response. At first she was confused, until she had a vision of her about to be hit by a car. Scared and disoriented, she looks back at the boy, who suddenly turns into a full grown man. He kneels to her and genially holds her hands. Without saying anything, he puts a pacifier in the palm of her hand. He smiles at her and begins to walk away. The girl starts to feel an uncomfortable sensation in the pit of her stomach and tries to get the man to come back. Then she sees a car’s headlights in the distance. The man stands in front of it, ready to get hit. The girl starts running towards him, screaming at the top of her lungs to get him to move. Then she trips on a rock, falling to the ground. She hears the impact of the man and the car, yet when she looked up there was nothing in sight. She turns around and finds that the cliff the boy revealed to her before had disappeared. Now there’s more land to be explored, yet from that moment on, she couldn’t help but feel a great deal of sadness.
Oh darn, I created another depressing story.
So this was originally a large sketch in my sketchbook. I know I need to work on my coloring, so I decided to experiment a little on this piece, plus work on limiting lines in my digital work. Man! How long has it been since I've actually shaded my work? I've been doing way too many flats lately, tsk tsk tsk.
A very simple drawing, if I should say so myself. Just Deesaw dozing off in the evening after eating a snack. I haven't really shown pictures of Deesaw's home planet, but this show a little hint of it. The Nimreeains live in a deep crevice of the planet, surrounded by illuminating crystals. Above their home is a wide field of tall yellow grass.