
I have no idea what he's doing. >> But I just wanted to draw Dezi again because I haven't drawn him in a looong time.
Dezi © Me, Machina
Art © Me, Machina
Dezi © Me, Machina
Art © Me, Machina
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 532 x 800px
File Size 233.7 kB
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I just want to hug him! He looks so sad! :(
Excellent work, wonderful use of negative space.
The lines of his arm are merging with the edge of the plane but with the curtain there it breaks it enough that it works. And the tail keeps your eye inside the frame, even though it goes outside. Nice repetitive lines, the curve of his tail and his hip; the side of his body and the curtain. They have similar general curves to one another and I like the way they're executed. The minute use of blue is a good thing too, just his hair and his ear-bars.
A very dark image, and putting a lighter background just reinforces how dark HE is in the picture. Sorta like "Everything is fine around me, and I just suck."
Add all of that to his expression and you've got a great inner monologue of what's going on right now, how he's all upset about something and he looks tired and like he just wants to lay down and close the world out for awhile.
You did hide one of his hands, but I suppose it works in this case cause he's slouching and all. If it were just hidden for the sake of not having to draw a hand then I'd be upset with it but with the overall tone of the image it just reinforces how 'down' he seems.
I could go on for hours complimenting it through artful means, but it'd be too big to fit here so... I'll simply say:
Excellent work.
And again: I just want to hug him... :(
Yours,
~Aiki
Excellent work, wonderful use of negative space.
The lines of his arm are merging with the edge of the plane but with the curtain there it breaks it enough that it works. And the tail keeps your eye inside the frame, even though it goes outside. Nice repetitive lines, the curve of his tail and his hip; the side of his body and the curtain. They have similar general curves to one another and I like the way they're executed. The minute use of blue is a good thing too, just his hair and his ear-bars.
A very dark image, and putting a lighter background just reinforces how dark HE is in the picture. Sorta like "Everything is fine around me, and I just suck."
Add all of that to his expression and you've got a great inner monologue of what's going on right now, how he's all upset about something and he looks tired and like he just wants to lay down and close the world out for awhile.
You did hide one of his hands, but I suppose it works in this case cause he's slouching and all. If it were just hidden for the sake of not having to draw a hand then I'd be upset with it but with the overall tone of the image it just reinforces how 'down' he seems.
I could go on for hours complimenting it through artful means, but it'd be too big to fit here so... I'll simply say:
Excellent work.
And again: I just want to hug him... :(
Yours,
~Aiki
Very dark and depressing, great work. It reminds me of a poem I read on the net. Here it is:
When you're on the highest dosage
And it isn't half enough,
When your nights are torn and twisted with the pain
When the sleep you get is really rather futile
For it only brings the nightmares once again.
When you need someone to talk to
But your friends have had their fill.
When the doctor knows the problem but cannot cure the ill
When your faith lies dead and broken
And all others seem as frail,
When a day of aching struggle
Wins another just the same,
When crying does no good and you're just too tired to scream
When hope is never present and pleasure rarely seen
When the happiness of others gives the painful contrast one more time
When the hollowness inside is sounding like a drum
When love and laughter have finally fled
Then, just then,
You'll be close to the place where I dwell
It's a place you might call hell
When you're on the highest dosage
And it isn't half enough,
When your nights are torn and twisted with the pain
When the sleep you get is really rather futile
For it only brings the nightmares once again.
When you need someone to talk to
But your friends have had their fill.
When the doctor knows the problem but cannot cure the ill
When your faith lies dead and broken
And all others seem as frail,
When a day of aching struggle
Wins another just the same,
When crying does no good and you're just too tired to scream
When hope is never present and pleasure rarely seen
When the happiness of others gives the painful contrast one more time
When the hollowness inside is sounding like a drum
When love and laughter have finally fled
Then, just then,
You'll be close to the place where I dwell
It's a place you might call hell
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