Went out today with friends, even though it was snowing quite heavily; I’m glad I didn’t have to drive, especially not in my tiny compact car which weeps little car tears at the sight of unplowed roads. We managed a JoAnne’s run (Presidents’ Day sale, yay), Starbucks, and some quick groceries. I picked up the […]
Author: Delighted Muse
Why is Saturday Already Over?
I spent a bunch of time of today working on painting a fig for D&D. It’s the elven ranger I bought *cough* two years ago? But I thought I’d paint the figurines I own in order of least favorite to favorite, seeing as how I’ll hopefully improve with practice. Not that I don’t like all […]
Nostalgia is a Friend of Mine
Tearing apart my site’s CSS after installing a new WP theme is so much fun ::evil laugh:: But seriously, I was thinking about why I wanted to blog and how to motivate myself, and I kept thinking of Live Journal cira 2001 and how my favorite layouts had dark backgrounds, bright text. I am a […]
Ink and Rambling
I’ve been practicing art off and on the last several months, but I’m (clearly) having trouble figuring out how I want to share about learning art here on my blog.
Self-critique: The Sorceress of Eventide
I feel a little bit silly doing another critique so soon after my last one; Iād like a little time between these critiques to show studies/general practice. This time, though, the main thing I felt like I was practicing was just learning to finish a WIP file without nitpicking every detail and dragging it on […]
Self-critique: For the Love of Gold
Finished a new digital painting recently; I thought I would do a self-critique on here. Not sure of the best format for something like this, so I’ll just jump in! š
Tell Me Oh Muse of an Artist of Many Devices
A delighted muse laughs in the rain. A good spring rain, on the edge of the passing storm, where sunlight and shadow mix with falling raindrop prisms. She finds her course by stream and deer path, wandering the wildwood at twilight. She rests in the shadows of mossy rocks or under leaf litter. She presses […]