Somehow — somehow — here is the September calendar. I hurt my hip badly and have been largely horizontal for over a week, which is more than inconvenient for a self-employed artist — if you’ve ever considered supporting the calendar through the Patreon (or the tip jar at Paypal.me/tanaudel) this would be an incredibly helpful time. Even better, there’s a backlog of stationery and stories on the way for supporters at those levels, once I’m on my feet.
But this afternoon I managed to prop myself up at a standing desk for long enough to ink a few dragons, and then sprawl over the bed to construct the rest of the calendar — and it isn’t even (quite) September yet!
Below — for personal use — are two versions of the calendar: pre-coloured, or to print and colour yourself.
I have… quite a few extra dragons to work out what to do with now!
This is a placeholder/sneak-peek, as due to the Natcon this weekend (and other deadlines) the April calendars may not be finished until after the Illustration Friday topic changes.
They have, for me, a strong association with Jonathan Creek, as the Lewis episode with Alan Davies was playing while I inked it (giving away all my secrets here).
I’m a little in love with these dragons.
This was a cut-paper design for the birth of two friends’ son – both a small piece of art (although larger than some I have made, as I was trying out some heavier paper) and printable as a book plate. Also practice in boys and dragons.
I am not fond of many particular dragons (they are often austere and irritating, or unduly domesticated), but I have a fondness for the species due primarily to poor Eustace crying to the moon, the glorious Dawn Treader itself, and Chrysophylax prancing along carrying baggage, which suggests that the dragons I love are dragons as imagined Pauline Baynes (who of course illustrated both Lewis’ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader and Tolkien’s Farmer Giles of Ham).
The next dragon is in pen and coloured inks. It was for my nephew’s 13th birthday – he requested “money and an awesome card”, so I broke out the gold paint and drew a dragon, as is traditional for us. When he was very small he used to sit through repeated readings of Margaret Hodge’s Saint George and the Dragon (with Trina Schart Hyman’s lovely illustrations).