Help me out...

Get me out of here.

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Bed Time Rhyme

I first read this rhyme over at Hark! A Vagrant (http://harkavagrant.com/index.php?id=222) and I quickly decided it was one of the most beautiful things I ever read, so I took it on. I'm obviously referencing Gorey here.

Dip pen and black ink and illustration board and nothing else.

P.S. I am, in fact, aware that I spelled that word wrong. But, baby, please understand. It's a final project for school (one of many). I'm so overworked and tired. I had to slip up somewhere.

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Noble

I'm not so great at digital painting, but this one's ok. It's actually a drawing (charcoal pencil) with the digital paint on top, so there are some weird texture shifts.

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A rhyme...

...in varying degrees of completion.

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Walking with the Angels...

...running from the Devil.

SUPER MESSY sketch that I did for Mr. TWulf's (http://twulf.deviantart.com/) sketch trade. I did a sketch of his same character, 99, for him some time ago. At the time I did it, I thought it was pretty awesome. Now, I look at it in shame. Let it be known that I'm a lot better at drawing.

There's only one way to draw her, really. And that's to draw her as a badass. So, I did the most badass thing I could: I put her in heavy metal/biker clothes and added a cello. Her makeup kind of reminds me of Doro and, oddly enough, Perttu Kivilaakso, so I kind of threw the two together.

Uhhhh, what else? No one will ask me to design jewelry for them any time soon. Hands are a little funky. But, whatever! I really like this. It's definitely an improvement on the last one, that's fo' sho!

That cello gave me cancer A MILLION PROBLEMS. It's still really weird. I may do a little more shading and update this later.

The Monsters!

Just something cute from my notebook. A revisited self portrait and all of my bedfellows. Yes, I still sleep with dolls and stuffed animals.

And, in case you're wondering, yes, I also have an imaginary friend.

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Maskineri

Here he is! Constructed with nothing but Dio-era Black Sabbath playing on my iPod. Then, I turned around too quickly and my iPod fell on the floor and now it's broken and I'm irritable all day. I just got all this Norwegian rock that I wanna listen to...

ANYWAY, this piece is very precious to me for a number of reasons, but the one I'll share with you is this is the first piece I've made that I signed "Allison 1710;" a nickname inspired by my coach. It's who I am.

The final composition was patched together in Photoshop because it's too big for the scanner, so ignore any messy little bits where I tried my best to hide my shame.

Uhhhhh...how did this go? Pencils, spray fixative, acrylic, watercolor, and ink.

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The Last One...

A proper scan. This is his final stage before getting a thin, THIN coat of sepia washes and probably some splatter texture that I am so fond of.

Love him well!

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6 Feet Under

Every couple of weeks, I send my parents a hand-written letter. I draw them a picture and say a couple things about my week. The picture usually has something to do with my week, and last Saturday I went to the Dios de los Muertos Festival at Hollywood Forever Cemetery. That space and the people related to it are now my new obsession. Obviously, the photo was taken before I wrote my letter. Yeah, like I'm gonna let you see what I wrote!

The Omen: trucking on. I think he looks absolutely beautiful!

Since this blog is dedicated to The Creative Process (or Some Shit), I thought I'd talk a little bit about how I work. It is rather unconventional and I do not recommend it at all. Usually, us image-makers work at a desk/table, in a chair, sitting up. I don't do any of those. Except sitting up. I've been drawing all my life, and as a result, I've developed these bad work postures. I used to lay down on the floor, or curl up between my bed and the wall. Now, I can't shake the habit. I'm usually scrunched up in a corner (or my closet doorway), hovered over my board, working on my knees. It's not healthy, but I'm very uncomfortable (mentally, because it's definitely uncomfortable physically) working any other way.

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I can't leave you alone...

...for I love you so.

EVEN THOUGH THE BACKGROUND LOOKS LIKE SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT. It's always hard to keep going past the beginning stages. Usually, nothing looks good.

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Pip pip and all that...

So, I'm totally aping the cover of one of my favorite books, but I knew the image would look great with the texture here. I think there are some very elegant and beautiful moments in this piece; a great deviation from my usual work and goals.

Our class had to draw something for the "Senior Parents Gala" and our teacher provided this shiny, textured, patterned paper. I was really stumped as to what I was going to draw; the elements were very hard to work with.

The scan looks kind of gross, but this absolutely one of my favorite pieces, and some lucky parent is going to get it (maybe not even mine). I stole some of the paper, so I can always make another, but still...it won't be the same.

I love it!

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Don't speak...

1. Jævel Av En Tango

2. More of my self portrait. I'm purposely only showing this little bit. The rest will be a surprise! :D

GODDAMN, ALLISON, UPDATE ONCE A WEEK, YOU LOSER!

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I would visit you a lot...

Pages one and three of Tales From The Pit. It was tons of fun, stress, and a mess all in one. I really enjoyed doing these pieces. It started out as a Ralph Steadman-inspired idea and it evolved into a Ralph Steadman/Eddie Mize/Patti Smith adventure. The hardest part, hands down, was figuring out how to get these pages to read while retaining the incredible energy and immediacy of the textures. It took forever, but the result is beautiful.

I'll be completing the book, hopefully, before Christmas break.

My teacher told me he was proud of me, so that made everything worth it. I got an A with these bad boys!

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P.S. I didn't get hurt that bad. There is some truth to the injuries, but more than anything (well, aside from the artwork), the purpose of this is to tell an entertaining story.

The Pied Piper

Just finished a work session on this WIP. It's Eugene Hütz! Those are the lyrics to Sally. I'm hoping to make this more visually complex.

Ink, water color, gesso, etc.

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Don't stop believing!

Sloooooooooooooowly making progress. This is a personal project, so it kind of takes a back seat to all my school progress. I hope to integrate watercolors with the colored pencil. Not too sure how the water will take to the paper...

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Big Art Adventure!

I finally worked up the courage to try out some (Ralph) Steadman-esque pieces. I went home and set up my inks and water and paper on a garbage bag in the front yard and just threw stuff on paper. This is the basis for a texture; I'm going to draw and paint on top of these.

Oh ho! Another self portrait! The one thing about my own art that I genuinely find intriguing is how I depict myself. Selfish, yes, but I never claimed to be anything other than! There's usually a great emphasis on the glasses or the eyes and I'm not sure why I do that. Freckles too. I try not to depict myself too far removed from reality; that is to say slender and graceful and whatnot. That's not me!

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A return to n00dz...

It's been SUPER long since I've done any model drawing. I felt this one turned out pretty nice, save the raised hand and her leg. This is, in fact, a master copy of a sketch by someone-famous-I'm-sure. Sorry, my teacher didn't include the artist and I don't recognize it. Maybe a Ruben, from the look of her. I think she had a lot of emotion in her face, so I took a close up of that.

Pastel pencils and some minor 2B work on newsprint.

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