Once again advance viewing of an image coming up in the next few weeks for Songs of Albion. Without the story it is not really possible to know exactly what is going on but that’s OK. I am trying at this point to use the illustrations to show vignettes, not the whole picture. For one thing, the whole picture takes way too long to draw and for another, the close up that hints at the whole can be much more interesting. Hope you agree!
Sorry for the lack updates recently – well, my excuse is that I have been distracted by our new website and graphic web-novel – Songs of Albion with writing by Tom Radcliffe – a frequent contributor to this blog!
This was a very quick doodle that became the basis of a main character – and we liked him so much that this sketch has been included in the story. Check it out!!
UPDATE: Oops! I forgot to put this up right away when it came in from Tom… a ballad to a purple cat… but no, it touches on many things Albion in just three short verses… read on!
Upon the shores of Albion
our purple Cat abides
hunting mice in forests deep
or eels at lower tides
while Marlowe makes himself a fool
with dominating passions
Cat’s the perfect cat: aloof
from fickle human fashions
Perhaps a Spaniard in the works
will turn his world on end
where up is down and foul is fair
and enemy is friend!
I missed posting last week as I was out of town for a bit and have been very busy preparing the “next big thing” I’ve been working on with Tom Radcliffe – Songs of Albion!! click the link and get a sneak peak into what’s coming… there will be Tom’s prose and poetry along with my images combined into an original story that we hope will enchant… It’s got everything – monsters, fencing, true love… no wait that’s “The Princess Bride”… anyway, there’s everything you could be looking for and lots that you likely haven’t even thought of looking for!! Stay tuned for midsummer…
UPDATE: Tom’s poem for this image! – evocative without giving too much away!
Let us go now, you and I
while the sea is spread beneath the sky
like an enormous body of saline water;
Let us go, through half-remembered sweeps
of currents where the tides run deep
across the bones of sunken wrecks
where ragged claws in scuttling pairs
are heard to whisper, “Do I dare? O do I dare?”
I am delighted that my friend, Tom Radcliffe and I have set up – well mostly Tom – a website for our experimental work, Cindy Loo You, (formerly “What if”) which evolved on this blog in a very jazz-like way. We have done some tweaking and formatting and there is new material… It will be even more fun and easy to read with the images and poems together on each page. The posting schedule is twice a week on Tuesdays and Thursdays so check it out regularly!
We are also working on a Brand New Project! More information to come…
Well, here we are… Some Time later… It looks like Cindy has set herself up nicely and peaceful relations are well established. And look – here comes Coracle for a visit!
This is the last one in the series and it took a while to put together – I hope you enjoy! It is a larger picture than usual so be sure to click on it to see all the details! I will be going back to something simpler for a while on the blog after this… and there is a new upcoming project which I start doing doodles and sketches for soon.
There may be a slight delay in receiving the final part of our story since our poet is a bit busy this week but check back starting Thursday – I’m sure it will tie all the loose threads together in a most hilarious and satisfying way!
I’m hoping that the Gizmorn will feel that attacking is now much too much trouble since the chance of others getting involved is rapidly becoming assured! and Big is showing some character too – not just a lap dog anymore!
I think that we’re getting very close to the exciting conclusion of our “what if” tale. Be sure to check back to read the poem when it arrives in the comments!
UPDATE: Yes! It’s here!! Read the comments for the story 🙂
Arriving at the island, Cindy and the Stranger find the Grinch in the midst of negotiations – somewhere along the way he’s turned into an aging hippy! and he’s attempting Gandhi style passive resistance – at least that’s how I think it might be but I’m not writing the story! Let’s see what Tom comes up with when he sends the next part. I have a feeling this might just be coming to some kind of satisfactory conclusion soon!
UPDATE: And yes, the next poem is here in the comments! Check it out 😀