Excuses...

excuses...

The Gift

It's not Christmas...

I know I know but I just couldn't resist the chance to win a hundred dollars in the activated christmas cover contest... and the chance to try my hand at doing a cg completely from scratch... no sketch besides a mockup on the pc... I actually like the way it came out even though its a bit crude and ruff... I only started working on it in earnest three days or so before the deadline... and even then I don't know whether or not they accepted it as I didn't get the confirmation letter...I didn't win...(how much you want to bet its going to someone like Daniel skye) of course I also wanted to do this piece because it shows something about what I feel about christmas... if it is a time to give gifts then why not give the greatest gift of all to the person who's birthday it is, and the one who its all about... that's really all he wants...

Prophet

O daughter of my people, gird thee with sackcloth,
and wallow thyself in ashes:
make thee mourning, as for an only son,
most bitter lamentation:
for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us
Jeremiah 6:26

I've been meaning to finish this one for some time it was one of the first ones I did in my old sketch book... and it sat in there for the longest time til I finally got around to inking it and coloring it... the skin was a hateful thing I couldn't get the facial bones to sit right... I still don't think they have...

the Lord said of this:

"And it shall be as a sign and a warning both for you and for others. It will stand for your comittment to the truth to fortell my words. It will remind you of who you are And, it will stand as a warning to the world, of the wickedness therein."


Through the Fire

" you will come through this time, and though the fires rage around you they will only feed the blaze in your heart for me"

This is a piece that has a very personal meaning... I started it when I was going through a very trying time last year... if you frequent the archives then you may know it as time I like to call 'the Virus' and from which some very emo poetry and pictures have come from which run through here from july last year which was when this began... I will not expound much on it... you can read the torture it was for your self if you can... but this piece signifies my freedom from it and the looking forward to other, things other battles... and I know the fire is burning brighter than before...

anyway I hate the fact that this one took soo long... it is only a testament to how slow I work... I really need to fix that... anyway partly this took so long because of the background... when I started with the state I had before I had no idea how to go about painting the fire... a wall of flames is not an easy task...but an Inspiration struck me I'm not sure when but it was another one of those random things that pop into my head at any given moment when least welcome or expected... anyway I have this texture of tree bark (courtesy of my source texturematic on DA)that struck me as looking particularly inferno in its qnarledness. so I took that and laid it over the base and set it to overlay or hard light or something like that and it just clicked... I painted over that using the shapes lines and colors from it to paint that conflagration... for the little border pieces I even took a segment from right above the smoke on the left and traced it in black and shoved it in there... so there you have it after three months of waiting it has finally been finished... once again all textures used, modified or otherwise are all from texturematic and I think I can still use them with no strings attached unless he's changed his terms...


oh and I got a new sketch book, its a nifty little thing 4x6 perfect for the kinda stuff I do...


have fun all and be good the pumpkin king is out and about!!!



-The Revig