Pine trees define childhood for me: when other children made snow forts in winter, we made pine straw forts in summer. We chipped off pieces of bark for play money; we braided green pine needles and collected perfect pine cones. They are prickly and harbor little itchy bugs and have a tendency to snap in two under the weight of heavy coatings of ice in the South’s frequent ice storms, but they’re tall and they grow fast, and they’re the first trees to come back when land has been cleared. I could go on . . .
Old stone walls are fascinating to me. Not sure what the story is here–but I totally get ancient people’s obsession with stone monuments. Stone endures, it absorbs warmth and radiates it back. Very comforting, and magical. This is my interpretation of a magical moment.
This very round little bird found shelter under a holly just outside my back door during last month’s snowstorm–but he (she?) was there mainly to scratch around where the ground wasn’t covered in snow and find tasty morsels for whoever was waiting elsewhere. He or she made many trips back and forth and only rested briefly.
This idea was the result of one of those research rabbit holes you fall into when you’re casting about for inspiration. I did a whole page of character sketches, some pretty accurate, and some more cartoony, before settling on the look for this little guy, whom I’d like to work with a little more.
I think I can do better–it would be better with a badger, perhaps? A well-prepared badger?
I like the dog . . .
There was a glimmer of an idea here, but it didn’t go exactly the way I expected.
This year’s chicken. Every Storystorm, I come up with something about chickens. Nothing has come together story-wise, but they sure are fun to draw!
Today’s #Storystorm prompt had to do with adding one more, so here is big sister adding little brother to the group.
Today’s idea involved shadows, and I’m sure there was a story in there somewhere, but it is eluding me. So here is a very bad rendition of what I remember from my Jon Gnagy Learn to Draw set. The lesson on shadows involved a winter scene with a tree, fence posts, and, I think, a mailbox, that you were supposed to render in charcoal. I’m sure Jon’s composition was much nicer.
This #Storystorm idea was about one of my grandcats, who likes to capture Christmas ornaments and hide them. Not wanting to do a Christmas-themed sketch, I thought about what would happen if he tried to capture another spherical object–one that might be a little too much for him.