Throwback Thursday: Old sketches from 2003

tbt_2003_airikaI started art school in October of 2003. For the first time in my life, my sketching hobby was legitimized. I basked in it and drew all the time (as if that was much different than what I did all through high school, and elementary school, and before).

tbt_airika_bandage_clicheHonestly, some of these are so bad I cringe a little bit as I post them now, feeling like they might offer a window into some part of my brain I’d rather keep buried.

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My college program was really big on developing a story, and it was during those years that I started to build the world which I still like to explore in my personal art.

My main ladies have changed surprisingly little in 12+ years. Tzipora is still short and red-haired with a preference for black clothes, Tren is tall and blonde, and Airika is somewhere in between with messy brown hair and a blue sweater.

tbt_unknown_vince_airika_woodsVince is still a dude in the woods with a sword and a cape, though he’s not an enigmatic (or dickish) character anymore.

tbt_vince_airika_2003What has survived is the “forbidden love” nature of their relationship.

No, I don’t know why they look okay with the idea of being sliced up by this crazy guy with a sword on the page below.

tbt_airika_vince_scenesThere are probably only about 20 people on the planet who remember this comic book cover – it was the first completed piece I ever debuted in class. It looks amateurish to me now, but at the time it was my crowning achievement.

tbt_oct_2003_comic_book_coverI can’t believe it’s been 12 years since I drew all of these (and nine years since I graduated)!

Hope you enjoyed these old drawings. 🙂

Where I met the old witch (wips and done)

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After Vince is sent away by his guild leaders and Tren goes into a period of intense study with her old master, Airika is left on her own to get into trouble. Legend tells of an old high born necromancer, sealed away in an elven coffin and buried in the deepest marsh. But Airika doesn’t know that yet, she just wants to know what’s in the box. (Hint: it’s a pissed off necromancer.)

Painting work in progress steps:

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where_i_met_the_old_witch_doneAs you can see, I spent a lot of time thrashing about on getting her face right. There were even more face attempts but I won’t bore you with all of them. Needless to say, I am glad I pressed on and continued to redesign and re-render until I was happy with the scene.

 

 

Now there’s nothing (wips and done)

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One of those rare paintings that went well from start to finish. 🙂

so_bummed_wip01 so_bummed_wip02 so_bummed_wip03 so_bummed_wip04 so_bummed_wip05 so_bummed_doneAirika: I just thought there was something more, you know?
Tren: I’m sorry. I can beat him up if you like.
Airika: No… that’s okay. There was something, and now there’s nothing. I’ll live.