tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57500464767771253232024-03-05T08:27:37.812-08:00DigitalArt : TwinCitiesDigital Art & Process Contributions From Twin Cities Art and Design Students.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger794125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-69774896604912895012011-12-16T11:19:00.000-08:002011-12-16T11:34:02.146-08:00JakeS Alley Fight<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58862035@N03/6522081697/" title="alley concept fight 1 by skwisgaar47, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6522081697_045f4961ed.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="alley concept fight 1" /></a><br />On a far away galaxy exists an alien race known as the Spider Clan. They plan to conquer the planet Repta (a dry and sandy planet). In this story the Repta people are attacked by the Spider Clan unexpectedly. This first illustration shows first contact with the Spider Clan.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58862035@N03/6522081793/" title="alley concept fight 2 by skwisgaar47, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7159/6522081793_2edfbc29f5.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="alley concept fight 2" /></a><br /><br />Even though the Repta people are caught off guard they quickly gather ground forces and fight back with their special troopers.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58862035@N03/6522081893/" title="alley concept fight 3 by skwisgaar47, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6522081893_9a1c2a23cd.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="alley concept fight 3" /></a><br /><br />Thee Repta people defeat the first wave of Spider Clan forces and live to fight another day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-34914657558784231842011-12-16T11:18:00.001-08:002011-12-16T11:19:38.526-08:00sEason_Loch Ness Monster<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67090129@N07/6522064351/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-11 at 6.10.11 PM by s3ason, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6522064351_7fd6bceb32.jpg" width="500" height="251" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-11 at 6.10.11 PM"></a>
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<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67090129@N07/6522064153/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-09 at 1.51.52 PM by s3ason, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6522064153_963df5e9cc.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-09 at 1.51.52 PM"></a>sEasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06980210045860948548noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-27500328167024327262011-12-16T11:16:00.001-08:002011-12-16T11:20:25.564-08:00Cole Sutton - Battle of HothIf you don't know the story, I'm disappointed.<br /><br />Process Shot<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522064405/" title="hoth_process01 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7165/6522064405_6fc12f3d8f.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hoth_process01"></a><br /><br />Background Finished<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522064833/" title="hoth_background by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6522064833_807458ac39.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hoth_background"></a><br /><br />Scene 1<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522064325/" title="_hoth_final_A1 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6522064325_a7d1d94ae6.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="_hoth_final_A1"></a><br /><br />Scene 2<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522063967/" title="_hoth_final_B1 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6522063967_704f36dce5.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="_hoth_final_B1"></a><br /><br />Scene 3<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522063543/" title="_hoth_final_C1 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6522063543_bd0325b52d.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="_hoth_final_C1"></a><br /><br />Closeup 1<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522065051/" title="hoth_detail01 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6522065051_d124859a66_z.jpg" width="500" height="640" alt="hoth_detail01"></a><br /><br />Closeup 2<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67074011@N05/6522065251/" title="hoth_detail02 by ColeSutton11, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6522065251_185f4543f0.jpg" width="417" height="500" alt="hoth_detail02"></a>ColeSutton11http://www.blogger.com/profile/11253961786616413917noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-64176935289732781402011-12-16T11:12:00.000-08:002011-12-16T11:14:08.028-08:00Rachel WIngard - If you give a mouse a cookie<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67089051@N02/6522052275/" title="background digital ill 1 by rachel_wingard, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7175/6522052275_88ce1e5815.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="background digital ill 1"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67089051@N02/6522052655/" title="digital ill 1-1 by rachel_wingard, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6522052655_d7b78c7277.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="digital ill 1-1"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67089051@N02/6522052413/" title="digital ill 2-2 by rachel_wingard, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6522052413_cf1580f234.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="digital ill 2-2"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67089051@N02/6522052515/" title="digital ill 3-3 by rachel_wingard, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7017/6522052515_86824ee1c9.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="digital ill 3-3"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-40402051623670470912011-12-16T11:08:00.000-08:002011-12-16T11:08:48.799-08:00Rescue? NOPE.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZhXzz5rdAeQsTmbOQCZ5tP7s6CjQWzG5OqKHKNy1PIt6Xjec0WbVb5OV5ImWO0PGkZts1f2UaV4cPg8OhwCjl69UpVTe75MKZ5z3tMmuUc8TZXxJ1C5yDXrycR3NICRRBr1WdpSdUzT0/s1600/Scene_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxZhXzz5rdAeQsTmbOQCZ5tP7s6CjQWzG5OqKHKNy1PIt6Xjec0WbVb5OV5ImWO0PGkZts1f2UaV4cPg8OhwCjl69UpVTe75MKZ5z3tMmuUc8TZXxJ1C5yDXrycR3NICRRBr1WdpSdUzT0/s640/Scene_1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rescue mission gone wrong.</div>Bobby Rogershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08714095420591466700noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-67462855001885340612011-12-16T10:47:00.000-08:002011-12-16T11:04:33.056-08:00Zoya Kruse-Wu FinalBlank background:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519363431/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-12 at 3.31.36 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7009/6519363431_f45409af18.jpg" width="500" height="251" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-12 at 3.31.36 PM"></a><br />Part 1:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519363297/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.13.15 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6519363297_0c59d30af2.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.13.15 PM"></a><br />Part 2:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519362885/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.14.49 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6519362885_fedfde6f6c.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.14.49 PM"></a><br />Part 3:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519363075/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.13.59 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6519363075_dc4fdccdab.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.13.59 PM"></a><br />Details<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519383567/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.22.13 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7001/6519383567_fe429592af.jpg" width="500" height="423" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.22.13 PM"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6519383759/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.19.17 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6519383759_90f5407ea7.jpg" width="500" height="425" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.19.17 PM"></a><br /><br />In process:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6521981485/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-08 at 8.35.58 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6521981485_0b136a6449.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-08 at 8.35.58 PM"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mothprincess/6521981761/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 12.53.09 PM by mothprincess, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6521981761_8ac7ce9b3f.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 12.53.09 PM"></a><br /><br />The story is Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the shore.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-48380427542810963182011-12-16T10:45:00.000-08:002011-12-16T10:45:34.870-08:00Hope Finley - Final ProjectSCENE ONE<br />
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They stepped across the threshold and found themselves on a wide terrace. Below them, shut in by the tall houses, was the village square, crowded with Indians. Bright blankets, and feathers in black hair, and the glint of turquoise, and dark skins shining with heat. Lenina put her handkerchief to her nose again. in the open space at the centre of the square were two circular platforms of masonry and trampled clay of underground chambers...<br />
Lenina like the drums. Shutting her eyes she abandoned herself to their soft repeated thunder, allowed it to invade her consciousness more and more completely... Queer, yes. The place was queer, so was the music so were the clothes and the goitres and the skin diseases and the old people. But the performance itself, there seem to be nothing speciall queer about that.<br />
... and then suddenly the leader of the dancers broke out of the line, ran to a wooden chest and pulled out a pair of black snakes. He tossed the snakes to the first-comers, then dipped back in for more. More and more, black snakes and brown and mottled, he flung them out.Hope Finleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03013979287266180996noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-10666798480549553792011-12-16T10:18:00.000-08:002011-12-16T10:38:11.335-08:00Theo Hinrichs - The Black Cauldron<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15185060@N07/6521764581/" title="Embark by theohinrichs123, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6521764581_f553c691f3.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Embark"></a><br />Embark<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15185060@N07/6521765067/" title="2_night1 by theohinrichs123, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6521765067_0b967b40fd.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="2_night1"></a><br />Encounter<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15185060@N07/6521765551/" title="Journey's end by theohinrichs123, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6521765551_2210f5f3c2.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Journey's end"></a><br />Journey's End<br /><br />I did my project based on the Chronicles of Prydain: The Black Cauldron by Lloyd Alexander.<br /><br />Book Two of the Chronicles of Prydain picks up the tale of Taran, who has returned to his home at Caer Dallben and his humdrum existence as an assistant pig keeper. Although the Horned King has been vanquished, his overlord, Arawn, is still at large in the fortified kingdom of Annuvin. Enraged by his lieutenant’s demise, he is determined to defeat the other kings of Prydain and extend his rule of terror across the entire region.<br /><br />Rumour has it that Arawn is building an invincible army of deathless warriors, created using an artefact of deadly power – The Black Cauldron. As long as it is in his possession he can continue turning out ‘Cauldron Born’ warriors (re-animated corpses of battle-slain men) and hope of defeating him diminishes with each passing moment. Clearly those who are willing to oppose Arawn will have to find a way to get hold of the cauldron and destroy it before they can even think about an attack.<br /><br />Following a battle with Arawn’s warriors, Taran and a few friends from Book One get separated from the rest of their company. As luck would have it, they stumble upon a clue to the Cauldron’s whereabouts, and the quest begins to recover it. But enemies lurk around every corner, and even if they find the cauldron, none of them have any idea of the terrible sacrifice required to destroy it forever.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-90543651417617529062011-12-16T10:16:00.000-08:002011-12-16T10:20:33.594-08:00Kelsey Dusenka - FinalFINAL BACKGROUND + THREE SCENES / DETAIL SHOTS:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521822651/" title="kdusenka_conceptart01_11 by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6521822651_88a10a4362.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="kdusenka_conceptart01_11"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808053/" title="bear_fire_01 by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6521808053_38714447cd.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="bear_fire_01"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808265/" title="bear_fire_01_detail by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6521808265_c2311a8811.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="bear_fire_01_detail"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808351/" title="bear_fire_01_detail_02 by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6521808351_d5b53a1520.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="bear_fire_01_detail_02"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808121/" title="bear_fire_02 by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7167/6521808121_401c587324.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="bear_fire_02"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808437/" title="bear_fire_02_detail by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7027/6521808437_6b090174a2.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="bear_fire_02_detail"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808179/" title="bear_fire_03 by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6521808179_ba1e873b24.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="bear_fire_03"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67100834@N04/6521808537/" title="bear_fire_03_detail by kelsey_rose, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6521808537_9b362788d3.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="bear_fire_03_detail"></a><br /><br /><br />STORY :<br /><br />A Myth from the Alabama Tribe<br />retold by S.E. Schlosser<br /><br />In the beginning of the world, it was Bear who owned Fire. It warmed Bear and his people on cold nights and gave them light when it was dark. Bear and his people carried fire with them wherever they went.<br /><br />One day, Bear and his people came to a great forest, where they found many acorns lying on the forest floor. Bear set Fire at the edge of the forest, and he and his people began eating acorns. The acorns were crunch and crisp and tasted better than any other acorns Bear and his people had ever eaten. They wandered further and further away from Fire, eating the delicious acorns and seeking out more when the acorn supply grew low.<br /><br />Fire blazed up merrily for awhile, until it had burned nearly all of its wood. It started to smoke and flicker, then it dwindled down and down. Fire was alarmed. It was nearly out. "Feed me! Feed me!" Fire shouted to Bear. But Bear and his people had wandered deep into the forest, and then did not hear Fire's cries.<br /><br />At that moment, Man came walking through the forest and saw the small, flickering Fire. "Feed me! Feed me!" Fire cried in despair.<br /><br />"What should I feed you?" Man asked. He had never seen Fire before. <br /><br />"I eat sticks and logs and wood of all kinds," Fire explained. <br /><br />Man picked up a stick and leaned it on the North side of Fire. Fire sent its orange-blue flames flickering up the side of the stick until it started to burn. Man got a second stick and laid it on the West side of the fire. Fire, nourished by the first stick, burned brighter and stretched taller and eagerly claimed the second stick. Man picked up a third stick and laid it on the south side of Fire and laid a fourth stick on the East. By this time, Fire was leaping and dancing in delight, its hunger satisfied.<br /><br />Man warmed himself by the blazing Fire, enjoying the changed colors and the hissing and snapping sound Fire made as it ate the wood. Man and Fire were very happy together, and Man fed Fire sticks whenever it got hungry.<br /><br />A long time later, Bear and his people came back to the edge of the forest, looking for Fire. Fire was angry when it saw Bear. It blazed until it was white-hot and so bright that Bear had to shade his eyes with both paws. "I do not even know you!" Fire shouted at Bear. The terrible heat rolling of Fire drove Bear and his people away, so they could not take it and carry it away with them.<br /><br />And now Fire belongs to Man.Kelsey Dusenkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15626598915286554321noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-37873387560084860182011-12-16T10:07:00.001-08:002011-12-16T10:28:13.936-08:00Sherri Taray - CoralineI apologize in advance for how disjointed this is... Firstly, I started out under the impression that we were doing 3 different pieces of the story in one environment, and secondly, I didn't get around to working on part 2, so only 1 and 3 are finished. Yikes. Also, the I think I went a little overboard on background detail, so I get an F in planning out how much time this would take, haha.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521807263/" title="CoralineBackground by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7021/6521807263_a5b3bc4dcf_z.jpg" width="640" height="320" alt="CoralineBackground"></a><br /><br />The first scene introduces the characters, showing Coraline's always-too-busy-for-her parents on their laptops in the kitchen.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521805617/" title="CoralineScene1 by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6521805617_29700a28d6_z.jpg" width="640" height="320" alt="CoralineScene1"></a><br /><br />In the second scene, I was going to show Coraline in the alternate world that she ends up in, with her "other" parents. Different color scheme in the kitchen, warped parents... ran out of time.<br /><br />In the third scene, its back in Coraline's real world, but the creeping hand of the "other" mother is looking for the key that will allow her (the mother) into the real world.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521806221/" title="CoralineScene3 by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6521806221_f7e2d6eef3_z.jpg" width="640" height="320" alt="CoralineScene3"></a><br /><br />Process:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521807613/" title="CoralineProcess2 by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6521807613_ab5a526c8c_z.jpg" width="640" height="320" alt="CoralineProcess2"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521807447/" title="CoralineProcess1 by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6521807447_5604dcafb9_z.jpg" width="640" height="320" alt="CoralineProcess1"></a><br /><br />Detail shots:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521808213/" title="coralinecloseup2 by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6521808213_a457cfa6d5_z.jpg" width="590" height="640" alt="coralinecloseup2"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161456@N08/6521808019/" title="coralinecloseup by Shyrii, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6521808019_ed25d9b1e8_z.jpg" width="640" height="640" alt="coralinecloseup"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-7592658915576714312011-12-16T09:45:00.000-08:002011-12-16T09:51:47.514-08:00Reba Zatz - Snow White<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521684765/" title="Snow White_pt1 by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6521684765_87852574b9.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Snow White_pt1"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521684661/" title="Snow White_pt2 by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6521684661_37ef80c0c7.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Snow White_pt2"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521684533/" title="Snow White_pt3 by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6521684533_233366225a.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="Snow White_pt3"></a><br /><br />Work in Progress:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521709703/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.06 AM by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7014/6521709703_c65124616c.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.06 AM"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521709845/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.25 AM by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7031/6521709845_81b0bf992b.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.25 AM"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521709995/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.36 AM by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6521709995_e4e46421a8.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.36 AM"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6521710123/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.43 AM by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7012/6521710123_207f2f21fe.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.52.43 AM"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-56301883145333651392011-12-16T09:29:00.000-08:002011-12-16T09:39:48.604-08:00Alli Messamer: The Edge Chronicles<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615659/" title="tree marketplace final background sm by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6521615659_78d3aea078.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="tree marketplace final background sm" /></a><br />background<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615671/" title="tree marketplace final 1sm by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7032/6521615671_5ccb48e8be.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="tree marketplace final 1sm" /></a><br />first scene<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615677/" title="tree marketplace final 2 sm by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6521615677_f25c8168e8.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="tree marketplace final 2 sm" /></a><br />second scene<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615681/" title="tree marketplace final 3 sm by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6521615681_2e2fa1efaa.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="tree marketplace final 3 sm" /></a><br />third scene<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521660475/" title="tree marketplace close up by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6521660475_c3aa23fbbf.jpg" width="500" height="326" alt="tree marketplace close up"></a><br />close up<br /><br /><br />The Edge Chronicles- Book 3, Chapter 14<br /><br />The place was lit by glowing lamps and sputtering torches. Over aerial bridges, up rope ladders and down, they hurried. This way and that…..<br /><br />…..They passed business after small business- shops, stalls, makeshift trestle-tables- each one with its owner shouting out never-to-be-repeated bargains, trying to catch their eye.<br /><br />process shots:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615689/" title="Screen shot blocky by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7171/6521615689_bb34cdb026.jpg" width="500" height="251" alt="Screen shot blocky" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6521615691/" title="Screen shot lines by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6521615691_48bd1c7cb3.jpg" width="500" height="249" alt="Screen shot lines" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-15199730809161118522011-12-16T09:27:00.000-08:002011-12-16T09:44:51.823-08:00Amanda Ritchie / The Hunger Artist<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521579679/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.12.00 AM by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6521579679_574c69af7c.jpg" width="500" height="238" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.12.00 AM"></a><br />(Progress 1)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521579503/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.11.50 AM by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7007/6521579503_e21f000309.jpg" width="500" height="238" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.11.50 AM"></a><br />(Progress 2)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521580195/" title="HungerArtistBaseWEB by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7169/6521580195_17cb62913b.jpg" width="500" height="235" alt="HungerArtistBaseWEB"></a><br />(Background)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521580645/" title="HungerArtistOneWEB by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6521580645_95edc38c53.jpg" width="500" height="235" alt="HungerArtistOneWEB"></a><br /><br />(The Hunger Artist, fasting inside his cage as people from the town flock to see. 17 days into the fast.)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521580791/" title="HungerArtistTwoWEB by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6521580791_7687f59828.jpg" width="500" height="235" alt="HungerArtistTwoWEB"></a><br />(At night, he's guarded to make sure he doesn't eat anything. He loves the guards that pay attention, and tells them stories. 32 days into the fast.)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521580287/" title="HungerArtistThreeWEB by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6521580287_d0e955623f.jpg" width="500" height="235" alt="HungerArtistThreeWEB"></a><br />(Day 40 is arrived, and his sponsor forces him to stop his fast and actually eat food. The public gathers again to watch.)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521580093/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.15.04 AM by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6521580093_de3e48a768.jpg" width="500" height="425" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.15.04 AM"></a><br />(Detail 1)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521579835/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.13.25 AM by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7026/6521579835_1de63b1c41.jpg" width="500" height="403" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-16 at 11.13.25 AM"></a><br />(Detail 2)<br /><br />"The longest period of fasting was fixed by his impresario at forty days, beyond that term he was not allowed to go, not even in great cities, and there was good reason for it, too. Experience proved that for about forty days the interest of the public could be stimulated by a steadily increasing pressure of advertisement, but after that the town began to lose interest, sympathetic support began notably to fall off; there were of course local variations as between one town and another or one country and another, but as a general rule fourty days marked the limit.<br /><br />And at this very moment, the artist always turned stubborn. True, he would entrust his bony arms to the outstretched helping hands of those bending over him, but stand up he would not. Why stop fasting at this particular moment, after forty days of it? He had held out for a long time, an illimitably long time; why stop now, when he was in his best fasting form, or rather, not yet quite in his best fasting form? Why should he be cheated of the fame he would get for fasting longer, for being not only the record hunger artist of all time, which presumably he already was, but for beating his own record by a performance beyond human imagination, since he felt that there were no limits to his capacity for fasting? His public pretended to admire him so much, why should it have so little patience with him…"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-27136674110212557032011-12-16T09:25:00.000-08:002011-12-16T09:27:06.914-08:00Amanda Ritchie / Speedpaint(s)Sorry I didn't upload these earlier!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6521597575/" title="ForestSpeedpaint by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6521597575_49477f99eb.jpg" width="500" height="300" alt="ForestSpeedpaint"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6483172251/" title="Speedpaint by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6483172251_7a8806d23c_z.jpg" width="457" height="640" alt="Speedpaint"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67058080@N05/6483171979/" title="SpaceCanyonaritchie by AmandaRitchie, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7146/6483171979_8e31bedf7c.jpg" width="500" height="313" alt="SpaceCanyonaritchie"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-89739027457515205412011-12-15T21:24:00.000-08:002011-12-15T21:44:34.773-08:00maya's cloven crest illustration<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377711/" title="hillbg by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7158/6519377711_9a11e04f01.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillbg"></a><br />(plain background)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377457/" title="hill1 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6519377457_f952ac5c97.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hill1"></a><br />(image one: Sabriel casts a diamond of protection to keep her safe while her spirit crosses into death)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377549/" title="hill2 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7006/6519377549_74490c1ba3.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hill2"></a><br />(image two: frost forms on Sabriel's body as her spirit spends time in death. an dead creature approaches.)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377639/" title="hill3 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6519377639_ea8c39611c.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hill3"></a><br />(image three: the creature attacks and she destroys it.)<br /><br />Symbols formed in her mind--<br />the four cardinal Charter marks that were the<br />poles of a diamond that would protect her from<br />both physical harm and Free Magic. Sabriel held<br />them in her mind, fixed them in time, and pulled<br />them out of the flow of the never-ending Charter.... The last mark was the North mark, the one<br />closest to the destroyed stone, and it almost<br />failed. Sabriel had to close her eyes and use all<br />her will to force it to leave the sword. Even then,<br />it was only a pallid imitation of the other three,<br />burning so weakly it hardly melted the snow.<br />Sabriel ignored it, quelling the nausea that had<br />brought bile to the back of her mouth, her body<br />reacting to the struggle with the Charter mark.<br />She knew the North mark was weak, but golden<br />lines had run between all four points and the diamond<br />was complete, if shaky. In any case, it was<br />the best she could do.... Sabriel, eyes closed now, felt the boundary<br />82<br />between Life and Death appear. On her back,<br />she felt the wind, now curiously warm, and the<br />moonlight, bright and hot like sunshine. On her<br />face, she felt the ultimate cold and, opening her<br />eyes, saw the grey light of Death.<br />With an effort of will, her spirit stepped<br />through, sword and bell prepared. Inside the<br />diamond her body stiffened, and fog blew up in<br />eddies around her feet, twining up her legs. Frost<br />rimed her face and hands and the Charter marks<br />flared at each apex of the diamond. Three steadied<br />again, but the North mark blazed brighter<br />still--and went out.... It was like a scent on the wind to the thing that<br />lurked in the caves below the hill, some mile or<br />more to the west of the broken Charter Stone.<br />It had been human once, or human-like at<br />least, in the years it had lived under the sun.... There were plenty of recently vacated bodies<br />where it emerged, so the thing occupied one, animated<br />it and ran away. Soon after, it found the<br />caves it now inhabited. It even decided to give<br />itself a name. Thralk. A simple name, not too<br />difficult for a partially decomposed mouth to<br />voice. A male name. Thralk could not remember<br />what its original sex had been, those centuries<br />before, but its new body was male.<br />It was a name to instill fear in the few small<br />settlements that still existed in this area of The<br />Borderlands, settlements Thralk preyed upon,<br />capturing and consuming the human life he<br />87<br />needed to keep himself on the living side of<br />Death.<br />Charter Magic flared on Cloven Crest again,<br />and Thralk sensed that it was strong and pure--<br />but weakly cast. The strength of the magic scared<br />him, but the lack of skill behind it was reassuring<br />and strong magic meant a strong life. Thralk<br />needed that life, needed it to shore up the body he<br />used, needed it to replenish the leakage of his<br />spirit back into Death. Greed won over fear. The<br />Dead thing left the mouth of the cave and started<br />climbing the hill, his lidless, rotting eyes fixed on<br />the distant crest.... Sabriel reached the border and, with a furious<br />thrust of will, her spirit emerged back into Life.<br />For a second, she was disoriented, suddenly<br />freezing again and thick-witted. A grinning,<br />corpse-like creature was just stepping through<br />the failed North mark, its arms reaching to<br />embrace her, carrion-breath misting out of a<br />mouth unnaturally wide.... Thralk<br />sidled closer still and his double-jointed arms<br />reached to embrace Sabriel's neck.<br />Just as his slimy, corrupted fingers stretched<br />forward, Sabriel opened her eyes and executed<br />the stop-thrust that had earned her second<br />place in Fighting Arts and, later, lost her the<br />First. Her arm and sword straightened like one<br />limb to their full extent and the sword-point<br />ripped through Thralk's neck, and into eight<br />inches of air beyond.<br /><br />(sorry for all the text, Nix really enjoys his exposition!)<br /><br />here are my process shots!<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377775/" title="hillprocess1 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7142/6519377775_ba4a8f2322.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillprocess1"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377845/" title="hillprocess2 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7149/6519377845_5db2e2de8b.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillprocess2"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519377917/" title="hillprocess3 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6519377917_7ea5330dec.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillprocess3"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519378007/" title="hillprocess4 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7161/6519378007_76301d878a.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillprocess4"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519378107/" title="hillprocess5 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7155/6519378107_649ae1bbe2.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="hillprocess5"></a><br /><br />and my close ups!<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519409603/" title="hill close up 1 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7023/6519409603_ed3ccf2dd4.jpg" width="500" height="289" alt="hill close up 1"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519409557/" title="hill close up 2 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7028/6519409557_bddb09966a.jpg" width="500" height="289" alt="hill close up 2"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519409503/" title="hill close up 3 by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6519409503_fdd388b9eb.jpg" width="500" height="411" alt="hill close up 3"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519426629/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.38.17 PM by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7022/6519426629_4000aa1c09.jpg" width="500" height="345" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.38.17 PM"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519438767/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.43.26 PM by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7006/6519438767_10eca184ae.jpg" width="500" height="354" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.43.26 PM"></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6519426709/" title="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.38.52 PM by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7016/6519426709_61d288cff8.jpg" width="500" height="339" alt="Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 11.38.52 PM"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-36301542929907793502011-12-15T10:41:00.000-08:002011-12-15T11:44:04.004-08:00Sam Aburime: 'Good Omens'(Click for larger images)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517269417/" title="0_The Book Shop Good Omens_BG by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6517269417_8d739e75aa.jpg" width="500" height="250" alt="0_The Book Shop Good Omens_BG"></a><br />((background as itself))<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005565/" title="1_The Book Shop Good Omens2 2_800wide by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7160/6517005565_b91830a744.jpg" alt="1_The Book Shop Good Omens2 2_800wide" height="250" width="500" /></a><br />Crowley and Aziraphale discuss where to find Lucifer's son (He's missing)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005441/" title="2_TheBoo ShopGoodOmens-sc2_800wide by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6517005441_5a2494b18f.jpg" alt="2_TheBoo ShopGoodOmens-sc2_800wide" height="250" width="500" /></a><br />(Old Man Shadwell who's been following the two around believes Aziraphale to be a demon (not an angel) and tries to exercise him as he saw him doing his circle magic.)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005301/" title="3_TheBookShopGoodOmens-sc4_800wide by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6517005301_ce2151541a.jpg" alt="3_TheBookShopGoodOmens-sc4_800wide" height="250" width="500" /></a><br />(Aziraphale got zapped away and Shadwell fled, knocking over a candle in the shop leaving Crowley suddenly at a loss)<br /><br />Story Exerpt (From 3rd section):<br />((My illustrations show three important points in time in the same place though not happening one after the other))<br /><br /> Then he pushed open the door and stepped into the inferno.<br /> The whole bookshop was ablaze. "Aziraphale!" He called. "Aziraphale, you- you <span style="font-style:italic;">stupid- Aziraphale?</span> Are you here?"<br /> No answer. Just the crackle of burning papers, the splintering of glass as the fire reached the upstairs rooms, the crash of collapsing timbers.<br /> He scanned the shop urgently, desperately, looking for the angel, looking for <span style="font-style:italic;">help</span>.<br /> In the far corner a bookshelf toppled over, cascading flaming books across the floor. The fire was all around him, and Crowley ignored it. His left trouser leg began to smoulder; he stopped it with a glance.<br /> "Hello? Aziraphale! For Go-, for Sa-, for <span style="font-style:italic;">somebody's</span> sake! Aziraphale!"<br /> The shop window was smashed from outside. Crowley turned, startled, and an unexpected jet of water struck him full in the chest, knocking him to the ground.<br /> His shades flew to a far corner of the room, and became a puddle of burning plastic. Yellow eyes with slitted vertical pupils were revealed. Wet and streaming, face ash-blackened, as far from cool as it was possible for him to be, on all fours in the blazing bookshop, Crowley cursed Aziraphale, and the ineffable plan, and Above, and Below.<br /><br /><br />WIP:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005687/" title="1_Screen shot 2011-11-28 at 2.25.57 PM by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6517005687_0873625148.jpg" alt="1_Screen shot 2011-11-28 at 2.25.57 PM" height="313" width="500" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005777/" title="2_Screen shot 2011-11-29 at 2.41.59 PM by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6517005777_e89be7c161.jpg" alt="2_Screen shot 2011-11-29 at 2.41.59 PM" height="313" width="500" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517005889/" title="3_Screen shot 2011-12-01 at 4.37.15 PM by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7151/6517005889_3327a97e2b.jpg" alt="3_Screen shot 2011-12-01 at 4.37.15 PM" height="313" width="500" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23249492@N08/6517006015/" title="4_det_Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 12.05.19 PM by Innocent-raiN, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7170/6517006015_c4f3a44b6e.jpg" alt="4_det_Screen shot 2011-12-15 at 12.05.19 PM" height="313" width="500" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-26210785666686649422011-12-14T10:43:00.000-08:002011-12-14T10:49:17.971-08:00Lairen Baller:...Big Hungry Bear<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62446648@N07/6511836989/" title="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_01 by lballer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6511836989_70b3fddf99.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_01"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62446648@N07/6511832983/" title="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_02 by lballer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6511832983_ab9eaaeaed.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_02"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62446648@N07/6511834301/" title="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_03 by lballer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7150/6511834301_6d8e6cdd5c.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_03"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/62446648@N07/6511835623/" title="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_04 by lballer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6511835623_463f39638d.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="lballer_digitalillustration_painter_background_04"></a><br /><br />This story is about a little mouse who finds a huge strawberry and eats it before the "bug hungry bear" can get to it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-45699036456613825492011-12-14T08:06:00.000-08:002011-12-14T08:13:08.247-08:00Hope Finley - Painter Portrait<a href="http://s1228.photobucket.com/albums/ee445/hopefinley/?action=view&current=Screenshot2011-11-18atcopy.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1228.photobucket.com/albums/ee445/hopefinley/Screenshot2011-11-18atcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br />
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I thought I posted this a long time ago. woops!Hope Finleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03013979287266180996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-850472114456001432011-12-09T15:06:00.000-08:002011-12-09T15:07:30.121-08:00alli speed sketch<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amessamer/6483988485/" title="dawn quick sketch by Alli Messamer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6483988485_b6b6082a5a.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="dawn quick sketch" /></a><div>Dawn</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-58208045298461031692011-12-09T12:58:00.001-08:002011-12-09T12:58:59.092-08:00JakeS speed practice<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58862035@N03/6483478793/" title="speed practice by skwisgaar47, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7141/6483478793_4a2fba7099.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="speed practice" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-90563912995213057872011-12-09T12:41:00.001-08:002011-12-09T12:42:21.168-08:005min. jungle<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15185060@N07/6483410933/" title="5minjungle by theohinrichs123, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6483410933_52f68f7fd4.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="5minjungle"></a><br /><br />I posted this a little lateUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-80884322077999192972011-12-09T12:11:00.000-08:002011-12-09T12:12:02.673-08:00Speed Paint<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15185060@N07/6483286519/" title="speedpaint by theohinrichs123, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6483286519_92143081ef.jpg" width="386" height="500" alt="speedpaint"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-4732822279195293582011-12-09T11:44:00.001-08:002011-12-09T11:44:59.337-08:00Speed Paint - Snow White<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67113667@N06/6483166159/" title="Snow White Speedpaint by RebaZatz, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7174/6483166159_831e12ba5d.jpg" width="357" height="500" alt="Snow White Speedpaint"></a><br /><br />Not finished, but here it is.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-37761102538635828692011-12-09T11:42:00.001-08:002011-12-09T11:42:41.139-08:00speed paint<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXOLJyu6016WQCtMqm8wGNPp52j6g0Bg13PmSPJMHHES7MG75yK8CFOXPtCU_vhefdDOIAyRJDKUPGrCR0prIJWs3wy9VGUb6HiuZY-AW0AM1xyIa1LyPMRPGEaJ2Alg0n4kpNs4W77Ck7/s1600/hello" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXOLJyu6016WQCtMqm8wGNPp52j6g0Bg13PmSPJMHHES7MG75yK8CFOXPtCU_vhefdDOIAyRJDKUPGrCR0prIJWs3wy9VGUb6HiuZY-AW0AM1xyIa1LyPMRPGEaJ2Alg0n4kpNs4W77Ck7/s640/hello" width="640" /></a></div>Bobby Rogershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08714095420591466700noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750046476777125323.post-38553265090465179542011-12-09T11:41:00.001-08:002011-12-09T11:43:39.537-08:00maya's sabriel quick paintdusk<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/67161466@N08/6483158561/" title="sabriel by isthatwhatyoumint, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7156/6483158561_4c695c46ef.jpg" width="286" height="500" alt="sabriel"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0