princess tutu: die jahreszeiten 馃尭
kind of a companion piece to my 2022 ptutu drawing | it's on inprnt
this print was at anime north; next con is otakuthon! (oh yeah it's also my bday feel free to send me wishes if ya like)
oops so my hand slipped and i made another princess tutu drawing. i admittedly don't watch that much anime so my catalogue of work is gonna be the same 5 animes LMAO. what can i say, i love "dark" fairy tales, and i've been really enjoying the more fine art approach to a lot of my drawings as of late (and the watercolour brush i've been using has been so perfect for that...!) as my first princess tutu drawing is now 2 years old, there are some areas i've grown to have ... qualms with, particularly the anatomy and the faces... although both drawings as a whole are pretty much exactly what i envisioned, and that's always satisfying!
both of these were drawn in roughly a week's time (yes really...) for con crunch period (and i went back to this drawing after the con to touch up some areas that were a bit rough!). i wanted a different approach to this new pt drawing, with the focus on the line work, rather than on colours and lighting in the 2022 drawing.
this was both to continue the style i adopted in my witch hat atelier "lantern bearers" drawing (which i promise i'll post in full soon as soon as all of the zine artists get their go-ahead to post their pieces!), and to emulate the art nouveau movement's heavy emphasis on line work, albeit not a 1:1 style replication of course.
the seasons also aren't a 1:1 representation, as i didn't necessarily pick flowers or colours that are most strongly associated with the season (e.g. summer being a dark tone is a bold choice?). but it's kinda whatever, as i said before i drew this in a week, there may be more appropriate flowers with better meanings.
I'LL WRITE MORE ON THE FLOWERS LATER...
- spring: apple blossoms, tulips
- summer: deadly nightshade flower, yellow rose
- autumn: douglas fir needles, orange calla lily
- winter: birch tree, snowdrop
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He slept, curled like a kitten, his brow nearly touching mine, on the other end of his pallet. His breathing was deep and even, and one long hand was palm up on the blankets between us, as if in offering, or beseeching something of me. Sleepily I reached over and set my hand in his. He did not seem to wake. Strangely, I felt at peace.
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Been working on some paleoart between commission work since I leave for SVP in 2 weeks and dinosaurs are understandably on the brain
Here's a Riparovenator hunting, inkwash and inkpen on a sketchbook that's probably meant for neither lol
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