|Daily Deviation received on 2015-03-10|
“Meles is here!” Cried the children when the Hirci arrived, a lute slung over his shoulder, and a sack of worldly goods by his side. “Meles is here!” Cried the adults when the Hirci arrived, with his eyes a-twinkle in delight.
Of all strangers in the known world, surely none were more welcome than Meles, for he is the Bard of the people. A wanderer at heart, he never stayed in one place too long, but when he did, the Hirce were glad and made ready a feast. And all night long Meles would strum his great lute, smile and sing for the people. A thousand songs Meles knew and created – and oh how he sang! His voice was as rich as honey, yet could be as thunderous as a storm or as soft as a bird’s breast, and even the adults would listen transfixed as he sang of the world, of stories and of ideas, of wisdom and of mirth.
The Bard of Lindoli travelled alone. Yet none would waylay him or block his path, for doom was great upon those that did! The elders whisper that Meles can calm all birds and beasts, and even trees bend low to hear – and if he were troubled, they came to his call. The children think that the kindly Bard is a god.
And what does Meles have to say about that?
He simply strums his lute, smiles with eyes so bright…and says nothing!
I always wanted to draw a bard. And goat satyrs. And look I'm drawing baby satyrs!
I basically started this on the subway, did most of it at the art meet, and then finished it at home. Ink on 8.5 x 11 paper.
(This is partial homage to the fact that I really like real bards)
"When the world was made, it was lit only by starlight. The animals and people all walked in darkness, stumbling as they went, and they cried to be able to see. Raven felt that this was not how People should live, so he flew across the world to find answers.
All the light in the world was kept and jealously guarded by the Old Giant and his young daughter, in the depths of a mountain. The ugly man kept it all in an oilskin bag, and it was more precious to him than anything in the world. Raven came to him, taking the form of a person. “Father,” he said politely, “what can I give you in exchange for some Light?”
And Old Giant laughed. “Nothing, my son, can be enough for even a drop of light.”
Raven knew he could do nothing with words, so he decided upon cunning. He watched the mountain every day, and noticed that sometimes Old Giant would leave to go hunting in the dark, and he would leave his daughter with the Light in her charge. “Guard it with your life, and give it to no man, nor beast!” He would say.
So the moment he left, Raven flew in his natural form into the mountain. The young woman had never seen a raven before and was enamoured, and sought to capture him. Raven let her capture him, and when she got close enough he began to cry out as if in pain. “There is a thorn in my breast.” He said.
“Where?” Asked the daughter, but for all her searching she could not find the thorn.
“Take some Light from the bag,” said Raven, “then you will see.”
The daughter decided that she was giving the Light to no one, and Raven was neither man nor beast but a bird, so she took out the bag and loosened the drawstring. Suddenly Raven jumped up, hale as can be, and swooped down, grabbing the light as it poured from the bag in great wreaths.
Old Giant saw this from his hunting post and ran home immediately, but it was too late. Raven had flown into the sky, body scorched by the burning light, and he cast the bag into the firmament.
And that is how the sun was brought to the world, and how Ravens – originally white as snow, became as black as soot."
ACEO - Watercolours, gold acrylics, inks and coloured pencil on 2.5" x 3.5" illustration board
I am very happy with how this little card turned out! I wish the photo could capture the glistening gold effect better.
Have you guys ever wanted to see how I look like?
Here we go!
A friend of mine was doing her final project for film school, a documentary. She proposed I be the subject to her group and it got a resounding yes so here is the fruit of their labour!
Hope you guys like it.
I am a traditional artist who is always interested in exploring new media combinations. With every work I do I strive to improve, and as a result my style is constantly evolving. I enjoy illustration, and my genres often dip into worlds of fantasy and science fiction. |
I don't just stick to drawing either. I'm also an avid cosplayer! Whether its sewing, propwork, (Oh yes prop work) makeup and/or acting, I love it! Each costume is a challenge because it makes me to try something I've never done before. If you ever see me in costume, feel free to stop on by and say hi! Maybe I'll draw you something if my arms aren't busy holding up wings. ;D