Noznork

These are the double-page spreads for a children's book without words, an illustration project I did back in 2005 or '06. I haven't done anything with it since then. It's a simple story about the trials and tribulations of being a friendly but big and scary monster in a world filled with prejudice and fear.

Somewhere in Africa

These are a couple of drawings from photographs from Africa. Africa is a pretty big place, and I have no idea where, in all that space, either of these exist. or even if they exist anywhere near each other. I think not.

Sketchbook

This is the sort of doodling I do to occupy my hands and back-brain while I'm watching old TV shows.

Rahuul

TV-watching doodle. Ball-point pen, A5.

The Rot Has Truly Set In

The floor of my garage workshop has been a patchwork of the original floorboards and various bits and pieces covering up holes where the boards have rotted through. These patch-boards are (a) unsightly, and (b) not entirely safe, since they all stand proud of the floor level and thus create a tripping hazard. Not to mention that few of them are actually fixed in place. The floor has been this way ever since we moved into this house, twenty-five years ago.

I fear that this may be cause for some Occupational Health & Safety concerns.

I decided to do something about the holes in my immediate work area; although doing the whole floor at once would be nice, it's just not practical with all the stuff that needs to be kept out of the weather.

The existing boards have actually done pretty well, considering that they were laid on bearers (jarrah, I think — some sort of very dark red-brown wood) straight on to the clay almost a hundred years ago. There's only about 100 mm free space between the floorboards and the dirt.

I tore up the most accessible floorboards — the neighbouring boards are also pretty spongy, but they will have to wait for another day.

I discovered a little brick step that I didn't know existed. I guess it's a rudimentary moisture barrier or something, but I don't know for sure.

The exposed bearers seem solid enough when I whack them on top, but the bottom half, in contact with the soil, is basically just wood-pulp, so they will have to go.

I bought a 2440 x 1220 mm sheet of 18 mm strand-board to lay down as a new floor, but having gone this far I'm actually wondering about ripping up all the boards, a quarter of the shed at a time, and laying the floor in concrete.

I started laying some rows of bricks to replace the rotten bearers, and sort of kind of failed to stop.

It's not exactly very level, but it's firm and dry underfoot. It's also about 25-30 mm lower than the original floor level, which makes my work surfaces relatively that much higher.

I shall try it out for a while just as it is, and if it's not too obnoxious, that means I can use the strand-board elsewhere in there. There's plenty of floor that needs it; if anything, it gets worse the further back you go.

Stitched Demon

Photoshop.

For no particular reason, just killing a couple of hours.

Turkey-Timer Head

Technical pen and coloured pencil, approx. 148 x 210 mm.

Ruins

Quickie digital watercolour over a Faber-Castell brush-pen sketch. These pens lose their point and responsiveness very quickly, it seems to me. I haven't tried any other brands, so I don't know if it's common to all. Maybe it's just my ham-fistedness, smushing it into the page.

Floater Droid

Photoshop doodle. I started with a random scribble and this is what fell out the other end.

Mountain Kingdom - WIP

This is being painted over top of a photograph of a formation in the Dolomites, a bit distorted and with a new skyscape. I'm having some trouble with the perspectives though, especially in the king carved into the face of the centre spire; I think his head will pretty much have to be re-done completely.

A bit later...

I decided that rather than try to re-do the carving, I'd just try to disguise its defects. So now it's Under Construction. Plus, I added another bridge.

New Flag

While I'm all for taking the piss out of the whole new-flag electorate-distraction farce, it is actually a decent design exercise too.

This is an actual, serious, no-shit design that I think would work, and it's so jam-packed with symbolism that it squeaks when you rub it.

The cerulean blue field stands for our sea and sky. The green stripe is for our land, out on the ocean; the white stripe is for our Long White Cloud. The Southern Cross is pretty self-explanatory; it places us in our hemisphere, and it provides a visual link with the old flag.

Blort the Obscene

This guy was a very minor NPC in a game I was playing in during 1981 (my very first year of roleplaying games). It's a very crappy drawing, but I still hold it in nostalgic affection as one of my very first D&D drawings.

As usual, colour and texture added in Photoshop. The original drawing is HB pencil on bond typing paper.

Hornhead

0.5 mm fibre-tip pen line-work, textured in Photoshop.

Candleman

Rocks

This is another old line drawing, texturized. I was trying to be Möbius at the time, and failing miserably.

Brush-Head Guy

I drew this many, many years ago in an idle moment, and just now added some tone, texture and shadow in Photoshop. I don't remember now if I had any particular purpose in mind when I drew it.

Squeak

It's rather an awkward way to carry a spear,
but what can you expect?
It's only a mouse.

Wakizashi Bokken

I made this wakizashi bokken out of some scraps I had lying about. The blade is white oak, the handle is black walnut (I think). Total length is 612 mm.

Ironically, I'm no longer training at aikido due to having dodgy knees, hips and shoulders, so I'll most likely never actually get to use it for its intended purpose.

The handle has an oak tang running up the middle of it from the blade. The only reason I added the walnut wrapping was because the shape of the oak scrap tapered towards the handle-end, and didn't allow for a full-width grip. That made it a bit unsafe; it would be quite likely to fly out of a sweaty hand. The ovoid cylinder of the walnut handle gives a much firmer, safer grip, and I think it should probably be strong enough for a reasonable degree of thwacking.

NOTE: This was stolen from me from the dojo, along with the rest of my training weapons and weapon bag. My curse on the arsehole responsible.

Wooden Spoon

I made this spoon out of a scrap of oak I had lying around, while I was waiting for some glue to dry on another (less fun) job.

American White Oak, about 190 mm long.

I Do This Quite A Lot

TV-watching doodle.

Is that custard? Let's say that it's custard.

OK, that was coloured in Photoshop.
This one is coloured the old-fashioned way,
with coloured pencils.

Purple-Ink Weirdo

I drew this guy in purple ink many years ago, and coloured him up in Photoshop today because I had nothing better to do.

Gloomy Boy

Image area approximately 660 x 250 mm. Aquarelle crayon.

This is a sketch I did at 'tech back in 2006. It was just a quickie on a torn open and flattened brown paper bag, done to fill in half an hour or so when I had nothing else to do, and mainly to try out some aquarelle crayons I'd laid my hands on.

For some reason Annette really likes it, so we've mounted it in an old oak frame she got from a junk shop — it's nowhere near being square, but that doesn't really seem to matter very much.

Digital Collage

There's a little bit of painting in this image, but for the most part it's digital collage, overlaying elements from various photographic images to end up with this.

This particular scaly demon looks like he's just seen his phone bill or something.

Constrained... restricted.... confined....

Because my workshop is one metre too small, I am going to have to move my drill press outside. And that's not a job I can do single-handed, so I shall have to enlist the aid of someone moderately burly to help me get it out and then get it back in again when the job is done.

One. Fucking. Metre.

ONE!

RPG Module Illustration

This is an illustration I just did for an upcoming 1st or 2nd level AD&D module, written by Greg Daley and produced for Dragonsfoot, called Stele of the Silver Thane.

The big grey thing being molested by the little bald dude is the eponymous stele of the title. Dunno who blondy is really, but clearly some sort of emo humanoid. Maybe a half-elf druid or something. Or a barbarian mime. Something like that.

Tusky

Bird Head

I drew this. I have no excuse.

Bereavement: David James Fitzpatrick

My younger brother, David, died yesterday. He was 51.

Protecting Us From Ourselves

Isn't it great that, thanks to the TPP, we in New Zealand are finally getting in step with US copyright law? I've really been feeling embarrassed about the archaic and parochial way we've been letting things slip into the public domain for everyone to use and enjoy. Thank goodness there'll be no more of those shenanigans!

True Detective

I've just started watching True Detective. I've only seen the first three episodes so far, but I'm thoroughly hooked. It's remarkably compelling.

I read The King in Yellow some time ago, but I don't really remember much about it. Almost nothing, in fact. I'd heard that it featured in the show, and so it does. I don't know yet what that means.

Nothing much I've seen of Louisiana in movies or TV really makes me think of it as a voluntary holiday destination.

Interlock

Interlock (ball point pen, approx. 210 x 150 mm)

Daily-ish

Ball-point pen, about 110 x 75 mm

Doodle du jour

Janus (ink and coloured pencil, A5)

Again, doodle

Officer (coloured pencil, about 180 x 90 mm)

Daily Doodle

I have not been very good at exerting my willpower to get back in the habit of drawing something every day, but I have drawn these. It's not much, but it's something.

Artificial Teat

Bathing Beauty

Worst. Day. Ever.

"I've got this nagging pain in my neck, Doc..."

The Guns of August

I'm reading The Guns of August by Barbara Tuchman, which is without doubt the best and most readable account of the lead up to, and first month of World War 1 that I have seen.

I have to say, nobody comes out of it with much credit with the possible exception of the Belgians, but the Germans really do seem to have been a bunch of absolute rotters, with an official policy of 'frightfulness' towards their conquered territories. General Joffre appears to have been an arrogant, inflexible fool, and Field Marshal French a vacillating idiot. OK, maybe idiot is too strong a term, but certainly not the best man for the job.

Highly recommended, and you can pick it up from The Book Depository for a measley ten bucks in paperback.

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Spirally Knotty Goodness

I was playing around in CorelDraw and Photoshop and got a bit carried away. Still, you can never have too many knotwork patterns about the place, that's what I always say.

Note: I do not always say that.

Leadlight Installation

I've got my leadlight window installed now. It's just held in place in front of the existing glass with some rimu beading, which simplifies matters enormously — I don't have to worry about it being weathertight (I suspect it's not), if I want to, I can dismount it pretty easily, and it's quite well protected from damage from outside.

Now I have to make one for the other side. I don't want a straight mirror-image of the first, but I do want it to look like they go as a pair. I'll be using the same colours and textures of glass, with a similar sort of design.

I'd really like a much nicer door as well, but that may never happen.

Exercising the fingers

I realised recently that I hadn't been drawing anything much lately, so I thought I'd better take myself in hand and get back into the habit of drawing something every day. Drawing is like pretty much any other skill; if you don't use it, you lose it.

I need to get back to drawing from life, but first I need to get used to actually manipulating pens and pencils and what-not again.

Sure enough, I'm terribly out of practice. My fingers feel like sausages, and it doesn't help that my eyesight is deteriorating as well. Hey-ho.






I bought a multi-colour ball-point pen to play with a while ago, and was given another by a friend. I wanted it originally for writing up game-related stuff, so that I could colour-code bits and pieces without having to keep track of half a dozen pens. Instead, I used them for doodling, and one of the doodles is this guy to the right.

This one is coloured pencil, specifically Faber-Castell Prismacolor pencils, with a ball-point outline.

I tried to seal it with hair spray so that I could over-draw in more colours, but all it did was activate the ball-point ink so that it bled all over the place and straight through the paper.

I could maybe get the textural depth I want in the background with oil pastel, though I'm not sure it warrants going to very much more trouble over.

First Leadlight

I've been doing a short 10-hour course (over 5 weeks) on stained glass and leadlighting. This is the first result.

It's 665 x 330 mm, and loosely based on the sorts of designs I've seen in buildings by Frank Lloyd Wright.

It will be one of two, to go beside our front door. The windows there are presently filled with some fairly crappy textured uncoloured glass; I'll leave those panes in place, and seat the leadlights inside them, held in place with wood beading. That way I won't have to mess about removing the existing glass, or worry about whether or not they're weatherproof (though the windows are pretty completely sheltered from the weather in any case).

I have to say, I am smugly pleased with this first attempt.

A Sun-Sittin' Beer-Drinkin' Book-Readin' Garden Nook of DOOOOOM!

I finally finished (maybe finished) the little sun-bench I built out of some treated pine decking I had lying around.

I'm moderately pleased with it, although it could do with some tidying up here and there — my workshop is so crowded with crap that I didn't have room to lay it all out in there, and had to just trust that all my measurements were right... which they mostly were. Certainly, if I were to build another one in this exact same position, I'd do a much better and smoother job.

It's long enough for me to lounge with my legs outstretched, but not long enough to lie down on. That's probably a good thing. The top plate and arm rest on the right are both wide enough to serve as impromptu tables if need be, so I can put my drinks and snacks within easy reach.

I was originally going to paint it charcoal grey to match the wall behind, but I've changed my mind about that. This little nook is so sheltered and catches the sun so successfully, that a dark-painted bench would rapidly become scorching hot. And I have no particular desire to scorch my arse when I sit down.

I could paint it white, but then it would be dazzlingly bright, which would impede my reading enjoyment. Therefore, I think I'll just leave the wood to weather as it will; in a few months it should have gone to a vaguely silver-grey.

I may have to invest in a sun umbrella though. It gets HOT in there.

A Fairy Tale

A princess, wandering in the woods, came upon a beautiful pool. And in that pool she found a frog.

"I am a prince", said the frog, "and I am under an evil spell. If you kiss me, I shall become a prince once more."

And the princess said, "I would rather have a talking frog."

Type Tray Display

I recently got a rimu printer's type tray from a friend. I suspect, judging by the construction of the thing, that it was actually built as a mock-type-tray, and intended for display purposes as I've used it here. Actual genuine type trays tend not to be so deep, and they don't overhang around the edges like this one.

Anyway, I cleaned it up and repaired some busted pieces, painted the back-plate a deep ultramarine blue. and varnished the wood. Now it's on our games room wall, and getting filled up with knick-knacks of sizes suitable for the little cubbies.

Here it is, in context. We collect a lot of stuff. This is just a tiny bit of it.

I've always been fond of this "cabinet of curiosities" sort of thing. Some of the pieces of furniture dedicated to the task are really quite stunning; that sort of cabinetry is a bit beyond my reach at the moment, either to buy or to build. This sort of thing is an acceptable substitute though; I think I may have to do more of it.

Just as an aside, I had the opportunity some years ago to get a complete set of type drawers for a couple of hundred bucks. Alas, I didn't have much money to spare at the time, and we didn't really have anywhere to keep it, so I passed it by. I've kicked myself for that often and often since.