I'm reading a book in the same universe, The Darkest Part of the Forest. I'm not sure if it's part of the series, but it's definitely in the same world as the rest of The Folk of the Air series.
The way the hat is colored but the rest is black and white is really pretty and makes you look at it. It's something I try to do sometimes in my art but I think you did it so much better.
Deeply imaginative. I could quite easily see the moon and the sun as humorously vindictive characters, the way you painted them. I wasn't expecting to laugh like that at the end! The rhyming in this piece is sensational. P.S. Coming back with an edit: There couldn't be a more perfect title!
What a background! I can't get over all the detail in this painting: the books, the hot chocolate, the clothing, the candles, wow. I'm especially impressed with the way you've incorporated the shadows produced by those candles (the darkness in the corners, the light upon the face...). Your character has such character themselves, too. They look so deep in thought. I wonder what they're thinking about...
There is a cliche way of showing a captured bird: in a cage of course. And you've managed to do something entirely new. I can feel its hopelessness -- or perhaps it is dead, but that is its own hopelessness to an even greater extreme, and a profound sadness too. The installation on the string, and the shadow-work you've included in the painting to enhance that effect, is just incredible.
This special association you make between color, atmosphere, and emotion blends so seamlessly. There is an ache to this piece. I went for a second and third read; it was too beautiful not to.
This sounds like the most idyllic childhood imaginable! I grew up out in the boonies without any neighbors (well, they were a few minutes' walk away anyway, and there were no kids our age to play with), and I always dreamed of a neighborhood like this. Y'all almost sound like some kind of close-knit backyard collective from times gone past, roaming free, from a time when parents let their children adventure outside in a way you don't hear of much anymore. Even if you've moved away now, I'm so happy for you that you will always hold these memories in your heart.
Now that ive moved I really realize how great it was and how much fun I had. Thank you!
I'm reading a book in the same universe, The Darkest Part of the Forest. I'm not sure if it's part of the series, but it's definitely in the same world as the rest of The Folk of the Air series.
The way the hat is colored but the rest is black and white is really pretty and makes you look at it. It's something I try to do sometimes in my art but I think you did it so much better.
Thank you! The drawing itself took me a while to try and create this picture to bring it to life! A little over 6 hours total was spent on it.
Deeply imaginative. I could quite easily see the moon and the sun as humorously vindictive characters, the way you painted them. I wasn't expecting to laugh like that at the end! The rhyming in this piece is sensational. P.S. Coming back with an edit: There couldn't be a more perfect title!
What a background! I can't get over all the detail in this painting: the books, the hot chocolate, the clothing, the candles, wow. I'm especially impressed with the way you've incorporated the shadows produced by those candles (the darkness in the corners, the light upon the face...). Your character has such character themselves, too. They look so deep in thought. I wonder what they're thinking about...
There is a cliche way of showing a captured bird: in a cage of course. And you've managed to do something entirely new. I can feel its hopelessness -- or perhaps it is dead, but that is its own hopelessness to an even greater extreme, and a profound sadness too. The installation on the string, and the shadow-work you've included in the painting to enhance that effect, is just incredible.
This special association you make between color, atmosphere, and emotion blends so seamlessly. There is an ache to this piece. I went for a second and third read; it was too beautiful not to.
This sounds like the most idyllic childhood imaginable! I grew up out in the boonies without any neighbors (well, they were a few minutes' walk away anyway, and there were no kids our age to play with), and I always dreamed of a neighborhood like this. Y'all almost sound like some kind of close-knit backyard collective from times gone past, roaming free, from a time when parents let their children adventure outside in a way you don't hear of much anymore. Even if you've moved away now, I'm so happy for you that you will always hold these memories in your heart.
aw thansk! i agree emotions are beautiful haha