A rainy day.
Yin & Yang / In & Yo / Frida & Rolf
So, I finally got around to build a stand on which to put my still lifes. It wasn’t intended this way at all, but lack of tools, space in the studio and a need for adjustability made me think it through once more. It’s all made from stuff I had lying around, so getting it done means more space in my closet too! :)
Some painting too perhaps…
Two more drawings from my sketch book, the first from my visit to the Dinosaur exibition at Universeum. The second is inspired by the man eating worms in King Kong.
Two more direct inks but with a pen, which gives so much more control than with a brush pen. One of Anna Szalas from a cafe in Gothenburg, the other one from one of my Anatomy lectures.
Some horse sketches in ink from one of my books, from Stora Amundön south of Gothenburg.
Another attempt at learning from Heinrich Kley and T S Sullivant. Check out the earlier minotaur if you haven´t seen it. Should have waited with the inking ´til I was awake, but what the heck, on to the next one! :)
I´m working with my inking skills. Some kind of acrobat/juggler at an imaginary medieval court.
I like this picture, although the composition doesn´t quite work without values and colour. With that added i think it´ll be easier to direct attention towards the source of fear…
What do you think? Input is very welcome!
Just a small vampire from a few weeks back.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
A bit late you might say, but Christmas isn´t over, at least not for these goblins! I saw the Hobbit about a week ago and I really liked them!
watercolor
Composition course at the FAA. The theme was the wedding of Arthur and Guinevere but it turned out a bit different, not a happy scene at all. But I like it, what are they up to? WHy is the mood so serious?
I made this at Natural History Museum yesterday. It´s a juvenile male seaeagle (Haliaeetus albicilla)
I´m satisfied with the expression but should have spent more time on the lower half I guess.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get when you stand up to a man who beats his young girlfriend in public. Not the black eye, not the broken nose, but the sense of being a fucking great human being.
Earlier today while I was waiting for the bus I witnessed a man walk up to his girlfriend, who couldn’t have been older than 18, kick her handbag, spit on her and scream in her face that she was a cunt. He walked back into the bus shelter after telling her she was worthless and pathetic and kicking her in the gut then as she tried to follow he turned around to grab her. I got in between them and told him that he should never EVER spit on a woman, hit her or talk to her in that way. He laughed in my face and said he would “fuck me up”. I looked him square in the eye and told him that I was not afraid of him. He proceeded to scream obscenities at her as I took her away from him, then he shouted to me that he could walk round the corner to get people to kill me. Feeling defiant, I said “go on, I dare you, there’re plenty of people around to witness it.” The prick then walked right up to me and head butted me in the nose. I am now sporting a swollen face and the beginnings of a black eye but the police took swabs from my nose to get his DNA and they know exactly who he is. Cunt’s going down for assault. Motherfuckers don’t treat women like that and get away with it. I feel heroic.
That’s right bitches. Women deserve respect.
Well done!
(Source: paper-snow-a-ghost, via jillthompson)
Can you see who it is? He´s swedish but internationally known.
