Category Archives: Coloured Media

Wind Mage

 

That's not wind.

That’s not wind.

Marker picture, originally of me as a Fire Emblem wind mage, but in the end just some random OC wind mage that has no relation to any story I made up… some decent shading in spots, but still clueless about hands and ears. And skinny skinny arms.

I am a TOTAL Glorfindel fangirl. I was reading Fellowship last night again, and I got to Rivendell, and I was bouncing with excitement whenever he did ANYTHING… He’s so amazing… I kept thinking: “He must be thinking something like ‘Ringwraiths? Pffft, I’ve faced worse. Like Balrogs eating my home city. Now that’s no fun.'”

Larsa

 

Princeling with grey hair

Princeling with grey hair

At this time, I was interested in, and watching through, the cutscenes of Final Fantasy XII on YouTube. Was quite taken with Larsa… he’s very admirable. Very heroic, and sure to grow into one of those wonderful naive, passionate, do-gooder heroes I admire so much. And handsome, with that pretty hair and nice voice. He stays noble, even tragic, even when his elder brother morphs into a salivating rampaging monster. : P

Anyway, I only started using a reference about halfway through the picture, which is why I think his shirt isn’t quite right… I tried to make it interesting with pen-stroke textures. I think it worked, although parts of it would have looked better smooth. As you can see the ear is not developed at all. Odd, that. I was working on it, though. You can see that in the last Zela picture.

Elfinessé was a little over a year old when I drew this picture. Huzzah!

Zela

 

You are boring.

You are boring.

Hey, look! It’s a marker picture! It’s a portrait of Zela, and that’s about all I can tell you because I forget the circumstances of this drawing. It’s not a bad picture, either. Mostly. It could be better. But then, so could everything.

Reyson in marker

"Hmph," said the heron.

“Hmph,” said the heron.

Prince Reyson of Fire Emblem 9 Trail of Blue Flames! Not as good as the last picture, but decent I guess. I ran out of page so that’s why his left wing is cut off. It feels kind of flat to me… not enough shading. One thing I’m happy about is the use of the white of the page to get his tunic white enough.

Rage

Rrrrrgh, I'm mad about something or another...

Rrrrrgh, I’m mad about something or another…

Um, this is me, with a nice haircut, very upset. And I forgot my glasses. I only just realized that, after more than a year. O_O7 Odd. This is one of my mom’s favourite pictures, because of the shading. This is the work of my then-new super art markers! I used every single one in shading my irises.

Evylyin Rouz and Dymunde

Farm-girl in the big city

Farm-girl in the big city

At about this time, Kevin discovered a rather nifty little TV series called Dragon Booster. The premise is that there are dragons and humans, and now-a-days, the humans control the dragons, and they’re all different colours (the dragons) and they used to be gold, and now they’re not except for one.

The hero’s dragon is gold, and that’s why he’s the hero. Now he has to learn how to be a hero instead of a teenager. Tall order, I’d say. And he has to stop the ‘dragon/human war’ that his father’s childhood rival is trying to start, and dodge his own rival in the bargain (who happens to be the son of his father’s rival…).

So this is my dragon rider, Evylyin Rouz, and the spelling is wonky because everyone has nutty names in that world. Well, since when is Mordred spelled Moordrydd? Oh, wait, I think I talked about this before. Just a little bit. Anyhow, Evylyin and Dymunde were coloured with markers. Not Crayola, but I forget what they’re called. She’s from a small town called Grenoble, and they’re a bit odd there compared to the Dragon City hot-shots. For instance, each dragon can only work in the field it is most suited for. Like white dragons work at the ski hill. And red work at forges. And blues fish.