This one makes me giggle, poor sprite. Glump!
I don’t know if I will be able to keep up with #childhoodweek but I want to try. I didn’t have time to do color for day one (video games/toys) I might come back to this later. It was a toss up between this (my memory of my dad bringing home a computer for the first time, the giant floppy disks, playing snake) and giant towers of legos.
I’ve been taking some courses through Society of Visual Storytelling, and each month they have an art challenge. July was “independence” so I came up with some ideas, and this story idea finally came to me, about a little marionette who is freed when her strings break. She eventually comes back and frees her friends.
Here are the initial sketches as I worked out the idea and character design.
After some feedback, I moved the scissors to the rabbit’s belt, to help make the narrative more clear.
Behold the loyal flamingo! Mighty hunter of the swamp! [Not really though, all that pink would make blending in kind hard.] But those long legs sure come in handy.
Victoria Ka’iulani, heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Hawaii, fought to restore her nation’s independence after the overthrown of the monarchy on January 17, 1893. She traveled the States, arguing against annexation. She met with President Grover Cleveland, who was impressed with her and brought her case before the Congress.
“Seventy years ago, Christian America sent over Christian men and women to give religion and civilization to Hawaii. Today, three of the sons of those missionaries are at your capitol asking you to undo their father’s work. Who sent them? Who gave them the authority to break the Constitution which they swore they would uphold? Today, I, a poor weak girl with not one of my people with me and all these ‘Hawaiian’ statesmen against me, have strength to stand up for the rights of my people. Even now I can hear their wail in my heart and it gives me strength and courage and I am strong – strong in the faith of God, strong in the knowledge that I am right, strong in the strength of seventy million people who in this free land will hear my cry and will refuse to let their flag cover dishonor to mine!”
Despite her efforts, in 1894 the Republic of Hawaii was established, and on August 12, 1898 Hawaii was annexed by the United States.
“When the news of Annexation came it was bitterer than death to me,” Princess Kaʻiulani, told the San Francisco Chronicle. “It was bad enough to lose the throne, but infinitely worse to have the flag go down…”
In 1898, she was caught in a storm while horseback riding, and came down with pneumonia. She died at the age of 23. Her father said that since Hawaii was gone, it was fitting for her to go as well.
Once upon a time, mommy and daddy needed to go on a date. So they called Aunt Megan to come over and babysit. Suddenly, while Aunt Megan and the boy where playing in their room, climbing up the ladder and going down the slide, a bright blue light appeared at the bottom of the slide. Before they could blink *whooosh* they had slid down the slide and through the portal.
Suddenly, they found themselves in a strange new place….
My best friend got to make a suggestion for a painting, and this is the result.
You may note, that she was quite upset to find out that she was missing the adventure just to see a movie. I told her not to worry, I’m sure upon returning from their date and finding the children missing and a strange blue portal, SURELY they could investigate….
This is an image I started in 2008, but never completed. This last month, I’ve been trying really hard to go back to some old incomplete images and get them finished. This was the first one I finished. Chocolate-chip cookie for me!!
I was inspired by the Grimm version of the story, this scene in particular:
“Arriving home, the man gave his stepdaughters the things that they had asked for, and he gave Cinderella a twig from the hazel bush.
Cinderella thanked him, went to her mother’s grave, and planted the branch on it, and she wept so much that her tears fell upon it and watered it. It grew and became a beautiful tree.
Cinderella went to this tree three times every day, and beneath it she wept and prayed. A white bird came to the tree every time, and whenever she expressed a wish, the bird would throw down to her what she had wished for. ”
This is what it looked like in 2008 when it was “abandoned.” Obviously it went though a lot of changes. I liked the color scheme, but the layout was very boring.
I added her mother’s tree, and tried to make her pose more natural looking. When I started, I thought this picture was very nearly done, but I spent probably another 12 hours on it. Painted in Photoshop as usual.