Here are some spot Illustrations I did for Atlas Shrugged Chapters.
So here is my dilemma.
My friend asked me if I would draw out a tattoo design for her. She described the gist of what she wants, and sent me a picture of reference to sort of show the basic idea.
I don’t know if she actually wants to get this piece tattooed, or just wants to see how it would look drawn out, but regardless of what it’s used for, should I charge her for it?
I’m really bad at being assertive in that sense. I’ve drawn out things for people before without asking for money, but now I’m getting to the point of realizing, hey, I deserve to be rewarded for my work. I shouldn’t have to draw something I don’t really feel like without some sort of prize for doing so.
I DON’T KNOW. HELP ME, PLEASE?
AT LONG LAST. Here is that octopus I was going on to you guys about asking which colour and that. He’s sort of my favorite.
The quality is bad because my scanner was warping the colour, so eventually I got pissed off and took a picture.
I don’t know which of you were following me in November of 2011. Probably very few. Like 2 or 3 or something like that. That’s a far cry from the 85 followers my blog now boasts, which is still amazing to me, since I mostly post spastic things. However, this post isn’t about followers or anything like that.
Those of you who were following me then might remember (or probably not because it was such a long time ago and a lot of things have happened since then) a post I had about my art teacher.
Here is the post if you’d like to read it.
Now in follow up to this, I did not end up writing a letter to the department. I don’t know why not. Things happen, and you forget things. Over the past year, though I didn’t entirely forget about the letter. It was pushed to the back of my mind as I focused on graduating high school and getting my job at the bookstore and working there and then my portfolio and things like that. Never did I expect something else would come out of the situation.
I was wrong.
Apparently Mr. Awesome, as he will continued to be referred to as, came into the bookstore on one of my days off. I had seen him in the store once before during the Christmas rush, but it was so busy that I hadn’t gotten the chance to say hello. Anyways, he knew I was working there, and sought me out. When he was told that it was my day off, he said no problem, and that because his wife is friends with my mother, would contact her.
Two days ago, my mother received a phone call. Mr. Awesome had extended an invitation for the two of us to go to his house, where he would give me my letter and explain in full as to why he had to take his leave. Though I am not at liberty to relay what it was he said, nor would I be able to relay what happened as eloquently as he did even if I were in a position where I was allowed to speak freely about the matter in general, I have to admit it was so much more than I had ever realized.
My letter was extremely heartfelt, and I was moved greatly in the way he talked about my artwork and what an important student I was in his class. I am extremely honoured that he would trust me with the information that he did, and even more glad that I was finally given the chance to read my letter.
Latest Concept Art - ‘Courage’ (Wicked)
I’m really happy with how they both turned out (Elphaba is based on Dee Roscioli’s portrayal)- I think this one will lend itself well to an acrylic painting soon :) I have a cyclone of ideas buzzing around my noggin, having just seen the show (Christine Dwyer as Elphaba and Jeanna De Waal as Glinda in Orlando - Goose bumpingly brilliant!) - expect far too much more! x
Good lord. This. This, I tell you. This.
I know this has been my avatar for awhile now, but I realized I’d yet to share it. So here you go, Tumblr.