Sometimes there's nothing better than going clubbing somewhere with a trusted feline friend! ...this type of clubbing can end up being a bit more messy than usual, though :P
This is a pretty small watercolor-only piece I managed to complete in just a few hours, featuring a Concolorian warrior from my girlfriend
hunterbeinghunted 's setting. I really love the world she's developing, and how much thought she's putting into each species.
Even if it was quite rushed, I'm still quite happy with the result! I find the anatomy of the back and arms quite hard to get right, so this was some much needed practice. Oh, and wooden war clubs are amazing and tragically underrated weapons, and we need MOAR!
This is a pretty small watercolor-only piece I managed to complete in just a few hours, featuring a Concolorian warrior from my girlfriend
hunterbeinghunted 's setting. I really love the world she's developing, and how much thought she's putting into each species. Even if it was quite rushed, I'm still quite happy with the result! I find the anatomy of the back and arms quite hard to get right, so this was some much needed practice. Oh, and wooden war clubs are amazing and tragically underrated weapons, and we need MOAR!
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fantasy
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1068 x 1250px
File Size 3.57 MB
*Nodnods*
Oh, aye to that (Genetics/Heritage traits)!
Irish on Momma's side, Cherokee on Papa's! Lucky for the world, I no longer drink the 'Hard stuff' (Or, well, VERY rarely, and greatly diluted as a 'Mixed drink'). I rarely let or see my anger/rage turned lose, but when it happens? :: low whistles... ::
My BF/Roomie once saw my ire rising, and literally stopped as he was walking by (I was at the keyboard), and patted my shoulder, saying, "Calm down Hon., I can see yer 'Hackles' rising!"
That brought me outta the death-to-whateverwaspissingmeoff trance, and the shared laugh dissipated the negativity quite nicely!
Helps to have a good pal handy, when yer 'bout to lose yer cool! (Or one ready/capable of JOINING ya, depending)
:-D
Oh, aye to that (Genetics/Heritage traits)!
Irish on Momma's side, Cherokee on Papa's! Lucky for the world, I no longer drink the 'Hard stuff' (Or, well, VERY rarely, and greatly diluted as a 'Mixed drink'). I rarely let or see my anger/rage turned lose, but when it happens? :: low whistles... ::
My BF/Roomie once saw my ire rising, and literally stopped as he was walking by (I was at the keyboard), and patted my shoulder, saying, "Calm down Hon., I can see yer 'Hackles' rising!"
That brought me outta the death-to-whateverwaspissingmeoff trance, and the shared laugh dissipated the negativity quite nicely!
Helps to have a good pal handy, when yer 'bout to lose yer cool! (Or one ready/capable of JOINING ya, depending)
:-D
You know some of the Portrait like images like this that I have seen kind of remind me of those very early photographs of the 1840s and 50s when photography had just become popular for the first time. A lot of photographic portraits from that era try to tell a story about the subject with the items and stuff around them. Kind of like these pictures. For example, an 1840 photograph of two French firemen shows parts of their uniforms and equipment while they are sitting next to each other in the studio as I recall, the picture was called “ two fireman pose in vigilance” you certainly make great work along with your friend here
Heh, just bubbled up from my memory bank. Haven't heard that one since the 1970s on tv and from a Native American museum curator in the late 1980s. Guy was letting us examine a war club, some grad student from Harvard asked what it was used for. Curator said with a straight face "Give you Excedrin headache #9"
In case you didn't know, a war club was used in a manner similar to a mace, to hit someone on the head in an attempt at killing him. The "Excedrin Headache #9" comes from an old series of commercials for Excedrin headache medicine in which someone has something happen and the commentator says, "Excedrin Headache #(insert number here)". So, if someone hits you in the head with a war club, you have an instant "Excedrin Headache".
To be perfectly honest, I really don't know. Like Hovard, I grew up during the time these commercials were being made (late 1960s through the early 1970s). I found one of the commercials on YouTube. Here's the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mxaeSvWZSg
He reminds me of an old acquaintance - https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36602840/ Chatted with him a few times at some inter tribal events around Texas and Oklahoma in the 1990s. I used to join in with him and his dance group during the one social dance where they would encourage audience members to join in. Artists were having him model for them a lot back in the day
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