bus doodles
Apr. 14th, 2004 11:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
egypturnashA little late getting on my way home. A little strange in my doodles.
I think I'm getting a little homesick. I keep on doing these little flourishes that remind me of nothing so much as the ironwork found in the French Quarter, as well as many other parts of New Orleans. This might be a self-portrait without glasses, might not be. And if I do it in AI, I might just add the glasses in.
You can't really see it in the tangle of lines, but there are some lines across the figure that actually suggest where the edge of the cast light in the BG would go across her! A rarity for me nowadays.
Same design as the ethereal snake I drew around me in this self-portrait, but not necessarily the same one. In fact, it's rather definitely not the same one:
I was a little leery of doing this, since the last time I did an internal dialogue on paper, Twin ended up eating Peganthyrus. No, seriously, I've stopped being a dragon now, I'm just... whatever. Some of these drawings of me work, some do not. So, yeah, now there's a giant pink ethereal cobra with bedroom eyes who may or may not be some aspect of myself. Who doesn't talk, and can light herself on fire. And doesn't want to actually talk, just to cuddle. Okay. Sure. I also may or may not have a naked singularity for a spirit guide, so why not?
I worry that I sound crazy when I draw things like this. It's metaphor and play, but there's also some level of truth to it because it just comes from deep under the conscious mind - I draw lines, they turn into something, sometimes something very curiously meaningful to me.
I think I'm getting a little homesick. I keep on doing these little flourishes that remind me of nothing so much as the ironwork found in the French Quarter, as well as many other parts of New Orleans. This might be a self-portrait without glasses, might not be. And if I do it in AI, I might just add the glasses in.
You can't really see it in the tangle of lines, but there are some lines across the figure that actually suggest where the edge of the cast light in the BG would go across her! A rarity for me nowadays.
Same design as the ethereal snake I drew around me in this self-portrait, but not necessarily the same one. In fact, it's rather definitely not the same one:
I was a little leery of doing this, since the last time I did an internal dialogue on paper, Twin ended up eating Peganthyrus. No, seriously, I've stopped being a dragon now, I'm just... whatever. Some of these drawings of me work, some do not. So, yeah, now there's a giant pink ethereal cobra with bedroom eyes who may or may not be some aspect of myself. Who doesn't talk, and can light herself on fire. And doesn't want to actually talk, just to cuddle. Okay. Sure. I also may or may not have a naked singularity for a spirit guide, so why not?
I worry that I sound crazy when I draw things like this. It's metaphor and play, but there's also some level of truth to it because it just comes from deep under the conscious mind - I draw lines, they turn into something, sometimes something very curiously meaningful to me.