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Style Imitation: Bubble Pop Electric

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New Project. Style imitation. I’ve always been really good at imitating other peoples ways of illustrating, where as my own ‘style’ lacks any real finesse.

In doing this project, I hope to be able to study other peoples work and the way they use shape and lines to convey the way they work. - and that it will hopefully allow me to loosen up my own illustrious. It’s also really fun, ha.

My first victim-err, study, is Javas I love the sculptured feel to his work, not to mention his lighting. I’ve been a fan of his work for the last few years and thought, why not.

Leeland and Warlock are my unfortunate models for this project.

Hope you like!
LW!

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Style Imitation WIP ~

It’s getting there. Luckily Javas’ way of colouring is similar to my own.
Now. Do I sleep? Or do I finish this…

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Electric Dreams ~

In which I title artwork after really cheesy songs….

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“What’s wrong now?” Leeland asked, perching himself carefully on the girder so he wouldn’t slip off into the abyss. He kept a careful arm wrapped around the baby, despite the sturdy carrier. Michael rubbed at his hair before attempting to leap onto the pole next to the other boy.

“What wrong?” Fabian asked, clicking his teeth as he leaned back. He kept a firm grip on the pole. “Oh nothing much really. Just stuck on a half dead planet with a guy with my face and a kid who turned into a cat. Oh and I can teleport. My therapist is going to have a field day with this one.” Fabian snorted, wondering how far he could spit into the ruins.

Leeland glanced up at him with thoughtful expression. “And Spencer.” He pointed out, bouncing the infant gently with his arms. Fabian rolled his eyes. “Yeah, and space Jesus.” But he smiled softly.

No, his therapist wouldn’t believe him at all. Not that she ever did to begin with.

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If I keep messing with this illustration I’ll ruin it. ~

Leeland, Fabian and Spencer (c) Me
Kvch (the planet they’re on) (c) marvel comic books

LW!

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The Gypsy King ~

Brian Sier: Obnoxious, egotistical, five foot three, warlock with a smoking habit.

He’s often overlooked, despite being Leeland’s best-friend. But he’s quick to anger and even quicker to forgive and forget, so I’ve got to give him that.

Half Irish, Half Korean but his mother hates his dreadlocks because she glances at him and all she can see is her late husband.

I am awful to my characters.

LW!

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They Gypsy King ~
Did anyone order a complete and utter prat of a character?

They stared at each other. Brian’s fists were curled up into angry balls by his side and Leeland’s breathing had taken on a hard edge. Then, the tension melted away from Brian and he took a step back. With a small nod of his head, he looked up. “Ok.” He settled on quietly and Leeland smiled gently. “Thank you.”

Victor watched the exchange between the two childhood friends and only then did it dawn on him just how close Leeland and Brian were. He couldn’t see it at first. Brian was loud and obnoxious, cocky and just that little bit to closely related to a caveman. It didn’t blend with Leeland’s gentle nature and his inability to see to himself, rather than other people.

With the two of them together, it almost balanced them out. Victor blinked before giving a small shake of his head. He had wondered where Leeland had picked up his small streak of anger, whether it was from Frost or even Ramsey. It almost seemed as if it was there to counteract Brian’s own aggression. Strangely enough, it worked.

He is the loyalist of friends but my gosh I want to smack him so hard sometimes.

LW!

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Bird Land ~

The colour illuminated his face and turned his pale hair a strange burgundy colour. “Ah can’t ‘ear anything.” he started quietly. “Everyone’s voice, songs…birds. Ah can’t hear the birds sing an’ nobody knows.” His voice grew steadily quieter as he stared at the pulsing bubbles until he sent them away with a disgruntled shake of his hands.

Character’s who I associate with in books/comics and movies are those who differ from the ‘norm.’ We live in this culturally and ethically diverse world but we also live in a world where people with disabilities also exist in every day life. (Using disability as an umbrella term here)

My own disability can’t be seen (unless you were reading my course work as a kid and then Ohhhh boy). Sometimes I get a little self-conscious about the conditions that I live with. I’m quite happy to talk about my dyslexia and my AADD but not so much about my epilepsy. I guess people have this idea in their head of all three of them and it’s hard to change/shift that perception.

When I was creating Leeland as a kid, I was in a weird place in my mind. When he came together in my mind I realised quite quickly that he was sick, or at least perceived as unwell. I didn’t want to show this as a weakness, though. He’s both diabetic and legally death in both ears (leading to bi-cochlear implants). 

The diabetes doesn’t bother him (nor the migraines he suffered prier to his hearing loss) but being deaf did. In a strange way it paralleled my own feelings on my own disabilities. At first the hearing loss doesn’t bother him as much as annoy him. Then slowly over time it start’s to grate on him what he’d going to miss out on (and on how much danger he could be put in as a potential X-Man.)

In the end, everything is fine in that department. He comes to terms with it and deals with it. (The kids a bit of a tough cookie sometimes. He knows there are worse predicaments he could be in) and I suppose that’s where I am with myself at the moment.

Creators put a little bit of themselves in everything they do. Leeland just happened to have been lumped with my insecurities (and my inability to sing). As the character grow’s, as do I.

Maybe we’ll both realise that there’s more to life that been offended by strobe lighting and music concerts.

LW! ~

The Wheat Field ~

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Warlock (Marvel Comics)
LW!

I really need to draw something new …

LW!