Scott, I love all your new art, all of it dearly, but what this means...?
"OK - 3 pages I sketched on over the holidays. Can't I have off all year? that would be nice ...."
I know that the smart thing would be to pretend that it's not here, but I never was any good in pretending. Why are you sad? What is bothering you? Oh well. Hope it's just holiday's effect.
Well, although I have all these questions in a back of my head and they interfere with my enjoyment from looking at your art, but anyway, I have to say, that I'm happy. Happy to meet you again and listen you through your art. And you have so much to say, dear Scott. If you don't mind I will talk back, maybe to myself, what difference does it make anyway, when words are separated with distances and not seconds, not minutes, but hours, days, weeks. On the other hand, letters were even worse.
You know the funny thing is I always feel that you art is a sweet mix of the childhood impressions, heard and seen fairy tales and very powerful sexual subtext. I'm not even sure you intended it, i think that something leads your mind, heart and hand in any mood of yours, whether you are down or chatty. Or maybe it's you, who is a conductor of this orchestra. You tell me, that's what I would like to know. But I say that in any case it's your past and present, and memories and impressions, and what you saw, and did, and from what you suffered, and what you went through on your way to this day. And that's truism.
First page, such a dreamy mood. Every character peacefully coexist with each other, no one searching contact with others, everyone is streaming away and hiding eyes. Well, I'm happy with this mood, i do it in real life all the time, hiding in my thoughts. I really feel this page is the side door from daily life into silent world. From where you are returning restored. All the characters are captured with one mood and don't have their own will, except the very strong male face in the middle of the page. he is the only one who is conscious. Was he the first on this page? Loomer, I'm so glad you are open to the most in your art. I enjoy guessing and reading your thoughts . This page has a slow motion repeating movement, like a merry-go-round around this rude greedy face in the middle. I can't separate anyone, they are very individual but they are together like obedient puppets rotating around their owner, mad Puppet Master. I'll take it back about Dylan, he is just sleeping .
The second page is different. There are some very strong characters here. I love this Harlequin and beautiful female figures with tiny waist. The are so graceful. I especially love the one with her back to viewer and the other one with spear. I'm aware it's the same character. Such a beautiful figure with tender shoulders.
Dylan has great hair. So much of his personality in this unruly hair, I love this. . These drawings of him have a hypnotising effect from the first page.
The third page. I have not enough words to say how beautiful this is. I could say all appropriate in this case words like "dope", "sick" or some flattering profanities, but i never say this, so i just say it's pure pleasure to observe. How was it born, i don't understand it. never will. Where did this image come from. How? Did you see it in your mind? I'm just shaking my head, my very common thing on your thread.
God, I feel such a sweet horror and pleasure looking at this piece. Such a sad, sweet, heart tearing feeling. These lovely fallen leaves, and beautiful girl captured and almost non existed already, and old indifferent to suffering trees. All this acts like a poison. I love these straight pencils lines like a rays spreading from the girl and waves from her long tresses. They are creating some sensation of her rooting in this magic ground and in the same time they have some pleasant feeling of freedom going on. I have problem to explain this, but it's here, I feel it. I love the figure of wizard who found her, he has no luck though, I think, she is not a human anymore.
Thank you for portrait of Dylan, you have a very charming son, I tried to do drawing of him from yours and from the photo. My pen is too rough, didn't capture his adventurous spirit. But your drawings, that's something special, Scott, I'm telling you, I don't remember such a expressive portraits of children, I guess this happened only when you give your heart to this. I love these drawings dearly.
So thank you very much. I'm very sorry for my stupid rambling and my stupid character. Disregard anything if you feel it's no good. I didn't mean it this way, I wanted to say only that I love this very much.
I saved all new pages, still hoping you are not serious about not wanting to update this thread anymore, it's your right, of course, but I will be sad and robbed..