A little fanart for Book of Hours.
He cannot be stilled; he demands the dance; he is beaten, like a drum. He is heard in the Wood below the world.
A little fanart for Book of Hours.
He cannot be stilled; he demands the dance; he is beaten, like a drum. He is heard in the Wood below the world.
Dipped my toe into the laborious well of pointilist shading for the rim of the heartflesh for this one and did a lot more hatching that's obscured. Good practice.
I feel mid about how this turned out, but I like the composition (could use more figures though) and it's nice to challengle myself to do a little more stylistic work, in regard to more shape and less detail - also just not a portrait.
Not super convinced by my "watercolor" work on the heartflesh. It's servicable, but I think it could have worked better with the rest. The pine needle silhouettes are barely passable and I should have taken more time there.