Hey Mi Gente!
I always liked telling stories and whenever I feel as though my creative juices aren’t flowing like they should I do figure studies but then try to transform them into something.
So I’m going to try something a little different here and I hope you like it. If you do please let me know…if you don’t, please let me know!
The Rocky Road Nymph
It was June and I was sitting in a dark crowded Pub somewhere in Dublin, visiting the land of my ancestors. While I was in the midst of what seemed to be a successful drowning of my heart’s sorrow, a haggard old man busted in through the doors. His skin was wrinkled in places I didn’t even know could get wrinkles, his long straggly gray hair was soaked from sweat, and this particular old Irishman had more hair in his ears than he had teeth in his mouth. He went on about something strange he saw down the road, slobbering as he spoke of it. The commotion was ever present around him, the regulars all knew his name…I didn’t catch it cause I was too busy chugging down my drink of fine Irish Whiskey and a chaser of Irish dark beer.
A hush grew in the pub as the man finally settled. He was going on about how he saw some nymph on the old rocky road. That sort of thing always piqued my fancy so I asked what this nymph was, I loved hearing old fables. This man swore, however, that this particular story was no fable.
It goes as such: Long ago there was once a lass who was engaged to a young lad from a very influencial family that lived in Ireland, this lass was a real “tree huger” - as the old man put it- and she could always be found wondering about in nature.
It is said that one day this young lass had met a wood nymph on one of her adventures. This nymph knew from the start the lass’ love for nature and began to court her. Soon, she began to lust after the wood nymph. After weeks of spending time together the wood nymph convinced the lass to leave the life of high class snobbery and embrace a life of fancy free frolicking with the wood nymph. She agreed.
It was the weekend that she was to be married when the search party of her betrothed and his grandmother went out to search for her, fearing the worse. Some time had past and night grew stronger when they happened upon the young lass in the nude running about with the wood nymph spooking the animals and pranking the drunken travelers that ventured their path. Infuriated the lad denounced his love for the lass and the grandmother gave her a tong lashing like no other. Now, the grandmother knew somethings of old and hexed the young lass. She so chose to be as mischievous as the nymph instead of being a decent human girl so shall she be for the rest of days. The young lass was frozen in that moment and was turned into the Rocky Road Nymph. Ever charged with the agony of roaming the path in shame. While the wood nymph was banished from the land…
I laughed at the story and the towns folk looked at me as if I had three heads.
“So ya thinkin there is no truth to the tale, boyo?”
“Nope, hahaaa, and I Grayson T. Donnelly shall pr…prove ya wrong!” I so proclaimed with a great drunken nerve. I set out with the last beer in my hand and humming an Irish tune I half knew, ready to prove the old man wrong…or heck even get proven wrong. I traveled down the road that the wrinkly old man said to take and I ran into…nothing. I took the last sip of my beer and waited. Yet still nothing. I was furious and out of beer! “C’mon! I really thought there would be a nymph heeeree!” I taunted. It was then I was stricken with a great sadness…the lonliness of which I was successfully curing with the old “Patty’s Cure” started to creep back in. I through my empty mug out in to some trees and as the glass shattered a light appeared from behind me.
I turned as quick as I could and there sitting on the road was a young woman, nude with long free flowing hair so vibrant and incandescent that it drowned out any detail of color that it may have once held. She was beautiful and her sad green eyes stared at me in wonder and back at her the same…
Holy moley! What happened then!? Is that dude going to free the nymph?
Well, if you liked the story I may continue it, featuring some more art if not then I’ll do another study and create a story around that…either way I will find a way to entertain you all!!!
Thanks for looking!
Mi gente! I hope all is well with ya! I’ve really been recently quite enamored with the world of #guildwars2 - hence the recent art - so here’s an ink head sketch of my #Sylari character. Guys I’m on my nerdy fantasy genre trip, don’t mind me! Haha. Thanks for looking. #Art #fantasy #ink #brokenline #plantpeople #sketch
The Art of Studying
I get asked a lot how I got so good in such a short amount of time. Well it’s relative. I spent tons of long hours (Still do) practicing and finding ways to improve! So the follow up question is, what did I do, SPECIFICALLY, to improve.
I call it A.S.A.P. (everyone loves acronyms)
Let me explain.
-I usually ASSESS the problem at hand. Something like “I need to work on my anatomy, but more specifically the arms.” Once I have done so, I do one painting/sketch to evaluate how bad I am, and try to pinpoint details that generally stand out to me. Gesture, edges, values, structure. I pick one, and begin the next step.
-STUDY my ass off. Not literally, but you know what I mean. And when I mean study I mean, “a detailed investigation and analysis of a subject or situation.” as found in it’s definition. It just doesn’t mean copy paste, it means to STUDY. I gather books, videos, tutorials, images, blogs, whatever I can get my hands on and begin to learn. I spend countless hours of analysis until I feel ready to start the next step.
-Which is APPLY what I have learned without reference or any real guide. This is a great way to see what information I retained and what I left by the wayside. And what’s great is I still have my notes and studies as a guide to remind me and keep me informed on my findings. As I APPLY my learning to my new painting(s) and feel like there may be some progress I jump to the final step.
-PRACTICE until I get sick of it. You see sometimes things will slip your mind if you only do it a few times. Repetition and PRACTICE helps me cement my findings to more practical use later. Letting my study actually become something of use which helps propel me forward.
But let’s say you don’t see much improvement. The next thing you need to do is just rinse and repeat everything I said. I assure you if you devote tons of times to this method you will see improvement. Do not just copy and paste what you see. It will help for sure, but you will benefit so much more if you approach it like a scientist looking for the truth.
Solid stuff here!