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Hey hey howdy. I've been lurking the forums for a while, soaking my brain in the massive amount of talent around the place and generally working on getting inspired. What follows is a bunch of pages from my sketchbook. Pencil and ink for the most part, with a few coloured pencil bits mixed in.
I got a Chinese calligraphy set for Christmas, with the ink stick and brushes and everything. Spent a while playing around with it, and this is the result.
I'm pretty new to inking stuff, normally working in digital format and thus relying heavily on the safety net of ctrl-z. This is a foray into the scary world of real ink, where if you get it wrong you're stuck with it. Dip-pen and black ink. Crosshatching makes me crazy.
Further updates as I fill up the pages.
Welcome to CA and the Skecthbook forum!
You have quite the adorable creatures here. You've got a cool style going on with those...
Really like the inked sketches, those look really good.
Keep the posts coming, I'll check back in on you!
Nice neat style dude, love the pirates!
Whos the dead guy with the salt shaker?
More sketchbook nonsense. It's been a while since I posted here, much to my shame.
Attempt at mi-go technology, specifically brain-cylinder sensory attachments based on descriptions in HP Lovecraft's The Whisperer in Darkness. Clunky 1920s-style tech on the left, weirdo alien Mi-go technology on the right.
Playing around with brush-tip pen. Fungoid lifeforms indigenous to Yuggoth.
Yet more Mythos stuff - this time a Hound of Tindalos.
More Hound sketches. And a, uh, a puppy of Tindalos also.
A bunch of marginally more polished stuff here.
One day the little mi-go took Timmy in his brain-cylinder to sit and look at the distant yellow star that shone its pallid light upon Yuggoth. Around the star travelled a tiny little blue speck, minute and insignificant in the infinite void.
"Home... home... home..." said Timmy in his funny, crackly voice. "...I want to go home..."
The little mi-go, carrying Timmy in his brain cylinder, flew past the silent city of green pyramids. The city was unspeakably ancient, the last remnant of a civilisation that had flourished and vanished long before the Mi-go first came to Yuggoth. Constructed according to strange geometries, the pyramids' polished flanks reflected constellations unknown in Yuggoth's skies.
The little mi-go kept well clear of the cyclopean city, for there are places on Yuggoth where even Mi-go dare not venture.
wow. impressive SB thus far. many of your poses seem kind of boring (something i'm very guilty of as well) and symbols are showing through in your work. keep posting and growing.
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