W.I.P.
This might look totally different in the end, but I kinda like the sketch.
He does not run from room to room to choreograph routines. The mansion is large enough to host many a guest interested in such activities and were perhaps once used for just that back when it was not in such a state of decay, but that is of no importance to him. He makes use of it as he does and lets if fall apart out of reasons and feelings more complicated than either simple convenience or spite.
There is no dancing, but there has to be something to fill the days spent inside with. In a somewhat more habitable room than most there are parchment to fill with brush strokes; a skill he does not recall obtaining but has had time to perfect.
Not all in his life is violence and blood, or death and its following decay. He does not form words as well as images, and so his new hard earned memories are put to paper in the form of what he does best; it seems more fitting that way, as if he is honouring them by doing so.
Images of forests and people from so far away, recreated with a brush to never be forgotten. New places, endless caves and so many faces, some showing up more often than others. A taproom, another mansion, a dwarf and another elf and so many humans, and someone who is perhaps more spirit than mortal man.
At some point the calls of abomination turned into mage, and after so many years spent near him he is finally Anders in his mind. He does not quite recall when he started to view him as more than the host for a demon, but now he does and knows his face better than the others. Where the sharp angles are and how his hair moves in the wind, how he carries himself as he calls upon more magic than anyone should be able to, and how he has hardened over the years, where the frown lines are that the abomination did not have but the mage, the man, Anders now does. He paints it all with brush strokes as careful as a lover’s caress, but he does not colour it. Not because of a lack of coloured paints; it is something he can obtain as he wishes.
He simply does not know if he should make the eyes an amber kindness or a harsh, clear blue, the hue of an other-wordly magic that calls to his markings more than the amber does to his heart.
“Love is like gravity William. You have to let yourself fall.” -Julia Ogden
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This is my late birthday gift to combination-nc! Happy birthday dear friend! I know you are sleeping now, hoping this will give you joy and energy for tomorrow!! ♥
This is Murdoch and Ogden from the TV series Murdoch Mysteries, which combo (and I) happen to enjoy quite a LOT.
Oh my goodness, I, aaah! Swedish button smash time: seläaweråknvaölsesrmelpsbt MURDOCH MYSTERIES FANART! So much joy, and energy too! Thank you so, so much, it is beautiful! It looks just like a painting, and the look they are giving each other, the mood of it all is so, aah! ♥ And he is wearing his hat, and their noses are almost touching (big weakness, big big weakness), aah! Brain is in full flail mode, I forget about how being coherent works more than usual. William and Julia..!
This is beckoning for fic to be written, very, very much, oh yes!
Happy birthday, combo!
So, I heard, you like elephants…
Oh my goodness, thank you so much, you are making my face split in two! I just cannot stop grinning looking at this, because every part of this is absolutely hilarious. There is Karl’s face, so clearly not amused (I think of it as his “I am ten minutes from assembling an intervention for your odd life choices, I just have to make sure you are dressed first”-face!) while Anders just as clearly is; so proud, so free of worry, so naked! Well, almost naked. Because elephant! It looks vaguely confused, either because this was an unexpected turn of its day, or because Karl is not impressed. Why not impressed, Karl? I sure am!
(And oh goodness Anders’ hairstyle, and the fuzzy hair I want to tickle and I keep imagining that this takes place in a deeply inappropriate place.)
Also again, Karl’s face!
I tried to draw Hawke and all the possible companions (+ Karl) in that cartoonish style… even Sebastian is there, since it’s his week and all. I’m not yet happy with some of them; gotta do justice to poor Isabela. But I like how Merrill turned out.
PS: Carver, I can’t stand you - like - at all. And I will most certainly never ever draw you again. But hey, I guess the feeling is mutual. Isn’t it? ISN’T IT!? Yeah, I knew it.
Kaaaarl! There are times when I just want to hug a picture close and this is one of those because how charming is this? Well, charming enough to want to hug, obviously! Merrill is so incredibly precious, I want to squish her cheeks. How is someone so dangerous so adorable?
I adore the little details you put in these that makes them all so very them; the tired lines under Anders’ eyes, Fenris’ deeply unamused eyebrows, the stunningly accurate interpretation of Carver’s entire face…
Hey, I like Carver, but I need to keep this sibling rivalry thing going, okay! Teasing is a vital part. I wish the game had a serious “tease Carver”-command, so I could pinch his cheeks and go hey lil’ bro, time for an adventure, who is excited! every ten steps or so and things like that. Then this whole one million points of rivalry thing would make so much more sense.
Also, Kaaaarl!
“He who fights with beasts should look in to that he himself doesn’t become a beast. If you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”Friedrich Nietzsche
Everything about this is breathtaking and thought-provoking. How he holds the head he once wanted on a pike in his hands, the way he strokes those lips and how his own are the same maddening red lyrium colour as hers, how Meredith’s hair tangles around his arms, the fact that his eyes are a black emptiness staring at hers equally unseeing ones. And for all the gorgeous colour and shading, the depth and details that speaks of life there is this eerie stillness about it, as it they both went too far and turned each other into something that turns to stone in the sunlight.
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To make it short, I need money. If you are a follower of mine (thanks for that btw), you probably know about my latest adventure. Well, in the end it cost me way more money than I’d have preferred.
That is the main reason why I am now open for commissions. Another reason is, that I want to practice more, challenge myself a bit. So, if you are considering to commission me, here is what you need to know:1. What I draw
- please browse my fan art tag to see, what I usually draw
- to be exact, I’ll draw any Dragon Age character for you, my own preferences should be pretty clear, though… which basically means, I am more experienced drawing Anders and Fenris
- I might also consider doing Mass Effect or Game of Thrones fan art, if you ask nicely
- I’d also draw peanuts versions of the characters
2. What I don’t draw
- I got not problem with drawing basic backgrounds, just don’t expect them to be particularly complex, as it doesn’t fit my style
- sorry, no explicit porn… some
pettingnudity is perfectly fine, though- please don’t expect me to draw something or in a way that contradicts my style (the peanuts are an exception)
3. Conditions - in other words: How about the money?
- 5€ (6,66$) for a pencil drawing (no colors)
- 10€ (13,32$) for a colored drawing
- 2€ (2,66$) extra if you want more than two characters
- I will not only upload the drawing here, but send it to you via email in the original resolution as a TIFF with 300dpi, so you can print it, if you want to
- payment via paypal only
- if interested, please send me an ask
4. Copyright notice
Since I am both a fan and an artist, I would like to remind you, that all the characters belong to their respective owners and not to me. My artwork however does belong to me. It is ok for me, if you post it elsewhere, as long as you don’t remove my signature. I’d be extra happy, if you credit me, though.5. Last but not least
Please be as precise as possible about what you’d like me to draw. Also, tell me if you either want something more realistic or stylized.
PS: I may be willing to make exceptions, if I happen to like the idea.Thanks for reading.
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Time to run this commercial more! If you have not seen her art yet, you have really been missing out - she has a wonderful, inspiring style that evokes emotions. It is splendid!
I just wrote a very long tirade on why I don’t like this painting, but I decided to just let it be and go to bed.
Sulking.
Good night.
PS: I’m well aware, that for most of you it’s not night yet.
Nonetheless.
Oh my goodness, it is gorgeous. I want to touch his face and feel all the angles.
I hope your tomorrow will be a better one, and that you will be able to see this painting as we see it, then; beautiful, captivating and downright haunting in the very best of ways.
commissioned anonymously as a gift for combination-nc
(I probably shouldn’t draw, when I’m depressed)
Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, for real? I am not imagining things? I did pinch myself twice to make certain that I am awake, just to be absolutely sure. I seem to be. Oh my goodness, thank you so, so very much, kind anonymous person. This has brightened my day (that needed brightening) so incredibly much - thank you, again and again and again. I wish I could hug you and pollen both (if, if you are comfortable with hugs, that is). My goodness. I say that a lot, my heart is overtaken by the goodness feelings. I - thank you. Again. So, so very much.
Anders looks so pained - that collar is much too heavy for his frail body. I am in love and awe with how you paint him, how much feeling you are able to put in his face. This image goes right to my heart, and I want to comfort him (and you too, pollen).
This… this calls for rescue fic. Instantly, all these ideas! May I?
Thank you, anon! So, so much, again. Feelings. I have them. Many of them.
So, this is it, my last fan art… for now. For the last couple of days I’ve been drawing non-stop to finish everything on my list. I know, distances don’t matter on the internet… so why does this feel like good bye? (I’m getting sentimental again) After all, I’ll still be here to stalk you, probably write a fan fic or two. Anyway, I hadn’t been that creative in a long while, so drawing fan art really helped me to get back on track. Also, sorry, I couldn’t fulfil every wish.
PS: You rock!
I am going to miss seeing your drawings, but I am so glad to hear that you will still be around and write (I adore your art, but I have enjoyed your fics so much as well, so I look forward to seeing more of them! More Anders!), and stalk. And perhaps talk? Because as much as I adore what you do with colours and lines and stories, exchanging messages is what has made me the happiest.
On that note, I hope that you will have a really really happy year in China, and see and experience all kinds of wonderful things! I hope that your trip will be safe and the flight attendants friendly, and that you will settle in well and find inspiration in your new surroundings.
And this picture is completely adorable and gives me warm and fuzzy feelings. First panel makes me smile, second makes my heart flutter, and third makes me go “d’aww look at his face, look at that blush”, and then yep, definitely fuzzy.
Fenris and Anders cuddling for cypheroftyr.
I’m glad, you asked for this, because… well, Fenders cuddling!
There is a certain something about your style that is soothing for the soul. There is such a softness to it, this gentleness that is so calming. I absolutely adore the look on Fenris’ face, how gentle he looks, with that slight smile and the look in his eyes, and how safe and content Anders looks, so relaxed for once. And how they are almost holding hands, close but not quite, and the intimacy of it all.
Your pictures are such wonderful comfort pictures, and so inspiring, the kind I see stories in.
Also cuddles. I love cuddles. Cannot ever deny that. Cuddles for everyone!