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AELLA

foley — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 04:57:07 +0000

I don’t draw things often where I feel “THAT’S IT! I got it. That’s how she’s supposed to look.” This one I am very happy with. Aella is the main character in a comic/movie/fever dream I am trying to get out of my head and onto paper.

character “sketch”

foley — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 05:42:31 +0000

bought some new music. i have been in serious need of new tunes and so i trusted itunes to help me find some jams. and by jams i mean things in minor chord that sound kinda depressing to other people. depressing music is my muse. it makes me want to draw and write and paint. August and Everything After is one of my favorite albums. i like downer tunes.
So i picked up the newest Horse Feathers Album, a song called The Funeral by Band of Horses and an ep by a group called Bon Iver. I am enjoying it even if anne skeptical of a few songs.

below is the fruit of this evenings labor. a little sketch of a character from my sci fi story. Gaius. he’s in some sort of trouble here, which seems pretty normal for him in my head. seems to be booby trapped up in that tree. just know that he ends up with that leather sleeve the rider is wearing… so stuff works out for him in the end.

"drop your weapons."

i like him. he fits my burly hairy mans man quota. kinda a loose cannon but ultimately a good guy. he’s all about living for the moment. a pretty carnal person.

i liked him the first time i drew him.

oh yeah… and i drew Orange again. SHOCKER!

me-fucking-ow!

more screwin’ around with comic ideas…

foley — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 05:56:21 +0000

this is what happens when you don't do sequential art for a few years.

i am happier with the pencils… mostly because i can erase them. the mood is sort of right… but doesn’t transfer very well.

this is a snippet visual out of my sci fi epic story that is trapped in my brian. i have a horrid feeling i will never do it justice and it will just fester in there. getting more complex and beautiful with no way out.

She’s home after many years. Her older brother has been brutally killed by the occupying government. He was a religious leader of her people, loved and revered by all. He had spoken out and vowed to lead them off this world to a new one to start fresh under their own rule.
He spoke too loud and too often.

The idea is he’s been laid to rest and was on display for the public. He’s now been moved to a family crypt, wrapped and placed on a stacked pyre. The pyre is to be lit by a person willing to take on the responsibilities of the deceased.

That’s the basics. She’s not a religious person. She’s not an icon. She’s very much an outcast of her people who joined up with the occupying military and after completing her tour of duty, became a mercenary. The idea is, this race lives a long time. Longer than other races and she is still “young” but has seen a few lifetimes by the standards of other races.
She’s not looking to change, she just feels she owes it to her brother… and she might be pressured into it by her father… and she may have some ulterior motives of her own.

That’s the basics.