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I’m sure you’ve all been wondering- ‘where’s she gone? why has she left us?’ – and the answer is….

I have a website. It’s basically the same as this blog, but it’s a website, and I love it. I had a spot of trouble getting everything up and running on the site, and with that on top or my hideous school life, I hardly had time to draw, much less post for you beauties.

So, go ahead and traipse on over to neomalindley.com and check out my new digs. I won’t be posting over here much; everything will be on the site.

It’s Disgusting.

Mostly just sketches this time. I really have nothing interesting to say except that I threw up on a very nice lawn on Thursday. And in a very nice Indian restaurant yesterday. Needless to say, I’m not feeling so great. I do, in fact, feel like shit. But here I am, at work.

Also, thanks to Kelly for the title. That song has been in my head thanks to you and your DeviantArt post. The Saturday patrons probably think I’ve got epilepsy, since that song makes me want to dance … which transfers into a kind of wiggle-twitch in my chair. Annnyyyway, no one is here to read about my vomit and music interests.

My character Senis, apparently turning into flowers…

The Conversationalist, doing something creepy with its face.

Sketchy poses.

A living shadow-creature.

Brian and Franky sharing space on a couch.

Believe it or not, this was supposed to be a self portrait.

Worry About You

Happy lateness, dear blog; are you glad to see me?

I have to say, being without a computer for a whole week is kind of shit. I’m proud to say there were no real withdraw symptoms, but I really was saddened by the lack of art I could create while on the road and away from computer editing.

And of course, when I get home I have all my classes to make up for – not fun, I have to say, since one of those classes is Modeling Three, i.e. the class in which I have to model a person. For the last time, I’m a 2D artist, and 3D doesn’t make any sense to me. Anyone who played either of my games from production two knows that. However, I really like the character I’m modeling for class. Once I get my turn around done and post my update blog, you can follow this link: http://game355.wordpress.com/ to This Is (not) My Forte, my modeling blog.

So, anyway, on to the art.

Two characters that I have written stories about. The girl is Franky and the boy is Brian. They remind me of Neapolitan ice cream.

Someone left a blue pen and blank paper in front of me. This happened first.

After the Alien thing filled a page, I moved on to create this. I’m not sure what it is, either.

Hell yeah I watch Dr.Who, and hell yeah I spent four hours painting the Tardis.

I like werewolves. This is how I draw them.

Sweet the Sting

Oops, has it been two weeks already? And I haven’t posted at all? Well, I have excuses. Real ones, actually. And I was drawing the entire time! I swear. Lots of drawing. Just… you know, not where you all can see it. I was doodling with pencil and paper, because I wasn’t at school and I don’t currently own a computer that can handle Photoshop at home. Or a scanner of any decent quality.

The only reason I actually got up and bothered to scan some stuff in is because I got an angry email from one of you watcher-people. Someone I didn’t know. Not only was it weird, it was awesome. I mean, it was kind of validating, to know that people who aren’t obligated to look at my art actually do and (joy upon joys) want  more.

So among all that awesome/creeped-out feeling, I also felt a stab of, say it ain’t so, obligation to this blog. So here I come. I don’t think this is quite three weeks of work, but trust me, you don’t need to see any of the other things I was working on over break.

That bird-lady from way back when I started this Blog. Her name is Branwen (because I am oh-so-original).

Oh my god, d’you remember that weird thing I drew that I claimed was once a jaguar? Well, I thought long and hard about it and now its all fixed.

Just a painting of an eye. I like ifrits, and I like painting eyes; this was pretty much bound to happen sooner or later.

Nap time for an unlikely pair.

This is my dog Zazie in therian form. He was my baby ; ;

Oh yeah. New term at school, so there are two blogs attached to this one for two of my classes. One of them might not have to be used and might (please oh please) get deleted this weekend. The other one is going to have art, and if ya’ll are really lucky, I’ll do different art on each one and link you. We’ll see how it plays out.

I Guess This Must be the Place

Oh thank god it’s finals week. Almost – almost! – done with this term and into two blessed weeks of freedom. I swear, it’s not so much the workload as the people I have to share it with that are draining my energy. I love these guys, they’re great at what they do, but they all get so dramatic about everything. And since they’re all ‘artists’ they’ve all got a ‘vision’ of how our projects should look, and those visions don’t even seem to overlap. Which of course leaves me to work my middle-managing magic.

Of course, it’s not real freedom these next two weeks, anyway. I have math classes two days a week at my other school and personal issues to attend to besides. But I’m starting to feel better (or maybe all this sun is getting to my head) and the depression is waning. I’m (probably, providing she finds the time) going to do a zombie photo shoot with my cousin, since she so greatly digs my zombie make up. If it happens, I’ll post some photos here.

And somehow in the midst of all this, I managed to come up with art for this week. (Okay, so I’m a few days late, but I don’t hear any of you clamoring for more posting).

Continuing my practice with this style…

I lied about waiting for break. I needed to paint her.

Her name is Natasha, and I have no idea what she is.

A World with No More Night…

Oh lord, lookit all the colours. My head hurts like no one’s business, and I’m beyond tired. So never say I’m not dedicated to my art and this blog. Although, looking at my stats, I’m not exactly sure why I care – I get an average of five people each day. The same person looking repetitively for all I know.

Who ever you are, looking around my blog; thank you. I guess this is all for you. Enjoy my colourful post this week.

Sketch for a painting.

Painting for the tabletop document.

On Chris’s recommendation, I tried the style again. Next time I’ll play around in Flash…

Helden sind tot und grausam das Lied

Been painting to distract myself, and to try and get a handle on things. My cat died, and I wasn’t even home when he went. I’m miserable with it, but I know I have to move on. It’s not my fault and I couldn’t have helped him.

I’m depressed anyway.

The finished painting. Look at him loom.

The colours of the costume for my ‘hero’ character, Chance.

My cat, Roscoe.

Life Will Have its Way

Little bitty update for you guys today. Sorry. Not that it rightly matters, but I realize I’m not holding up to my original bargain of daily updates and tons of sketches. This is because (and far be it from me to complain) life doesn’t give me a lot of time for sketching.

Now  I’m apparently getting some kind of illsick, so I don’t even feel like looking at a tablet much less putting for genuine effort. I think the illsick demon this time is just Stress; and it can bugger itself. I haven’t time for it.  I also have a sick and possibly dying cat at home, who’s illsick I can’t define. He’s old, I suppose, but not so old that I’m prepared to part with him as yet.

So, without more specifics, I’ve been busy. Three sketches a week seems fair while school is in session, and so that’s my promise from now on. Three sketches a week, scouts honor.

Last week’s rough all cleaned up.

I shouldn’t try new styles.

A thirty second gesture drawing of a dude playing the cello.

Never Was a Cornflake Girl…

Hello boys and girls. Surprised to see me again so soon? Me too.

A rough of the Conversationalist looming. He likes to do that.

Lacking the ability to draw hands in the first place, I have a distinct lack of faith in my ability to draw the Conversationalist’s freaky boney hands.

As my watchers on DeviantArt know, I have been promising to do a real study of the Conversationalist’s eye since last month, when I posted the first speed-painting of it. This one is somewhat improved.

I blame the SunnyD. I have been drinking a lot of it, and it makes me want to do things. Things I don’t even have to do. And since the unwraps my esteemed teammates left me to texture are so terrible I’m going to seek professional assistance in re-unwrapping the models, I figured, why not just give in to the urge and do a bit of sketching today. Instead of working up a murderous rage trying to texture those lovely buildings.

As some of you know, I’m working on a web comic (don’t worry, it hasn’t been posted anywhere yet) with a friend of mine. Today I present to you the hideous aberration of nature that serves as our antagonist and title character: the Conversationalist.

I have become somewhat fond of this vaguely creepy shade, but I really need to get better at drawing him if I’m going to draw him all over our comic.

I Can Taste the Bright Lights

Tired tired tired. Lets get right to business, shall we? All work stuff this time, no dicking around with personal, fun things. Havn’t talked to the Table-Top Creator, so… no more of that for now, either.

Do you see his hooves? Ehh, I know, how does he stand on such spindley legs? I think it’s because he’s not real.

He hasn’t got any eyes. But what he lacks in sight, he makes up for in desire to nom.

😀 😀 😀

Death from the game ‘Penny Dreadful’.

This is the main character of ‘Penny Dreadful’.

A speed painting of Laurie’s face.