Drunaïs by moonlight…

"what have I done now?!"

At about the same time as Marlowe (last post) is contemplating his problems, Dru is somewhere else with problems of her own. I thought it was about time I showed our heroine… Decided to just show a suggestion of the background. I hope you can tell she’s on a ship.

UPDATE: In from Tom – new poem!

It seemed like such a fine idea
to cut the cable, setting free
this ship of fools, like wise Sophia
teaching him a lesson, see!
The deed is done, though now I wonder
if in my haste to steal his thunder
by leaving him marooned alone
I’m not mistaken in my tone?
Perhaps if I’d been less reproaching,
not let his people’s ways be mine–
though in my anger it seemed fine–
I wouldn’t now these doubts be broaching.
Now what’s that bumping on the hull!?
A bear, a duck, a wayward gull?

Copyright (C) 2012 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2012 Hilary Farmer

Marlowe by firelight…

flickering light

A quick post with a teaser from Songs of Albion. We are trying to keep a good buffer so this picture which I just drew won’t come up in the story until February. I am pleased with how the lighting and texture turned out. As well I think the expression does represent what he has just learned… not good news at all.

UPDATE: New poem from Tom for this image:

Old shadows dance across the light while ghost’s
dry crackled voices whisper in the dark
behind the fire. Bright sparks rise high above
the burning battlefield where memory
lies wounded in the wake of noble war
while all around my sometime comrades die
without the benefit of glory. I am
alone and still those knights of memory ride
out to the fields and charge each other down
for king or God or lady’s sacred favour,
down in droves while arrows fall unnoted
midst the ranks of human children grown
to fight and kill and die while shadows dance
behind the fire’s light as darkness whispers.

Copyright (C) 2012 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2012 Hilary Farmer

random alien…

sad alien...

I haven’t been posting much lately because I have been so busy with work and creating drawings for Songs of Albion, so today I decided to just do a very quick doodle and just see what appeared on the “page” first. This sad alien seems to be gazing towards his home world… I think he’s home sick poor guy… but also a bit philosophical. What do you think?

UPDATE: lovely new poem from Tom for this image! I think we’ve all felt like that…

Far Sagittarius has yet to rise
above the curved horizon of this world
where perhaps another pair of eyes
look outward toward this stellar system swirled
around the Centre, deep within the core
of this great Galaxy of stars. I wait
to see the light of Home… it might restore
my willingness to now accept my fate:
a lone observer on this outpost Earth
bereft of contact with my kindred kind
where wealth is all but love is ever dearth
and violence all too often rules the mind.
I walk amongst them, wistful and alone,
Longing for a word from distant home.

Copyright (C) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

Sea bear – close-up!

raaaahr...um delicious!

Sorry, I am not posting very often this summer. As I mentioned before, a lot of my spare time is going into Songs of Albion and random doodles are happening less often. So today I decided to post one of my recent favourites from the images that have gone up with the story so far… and here is the poem that accompanies it there by Tom Radcliffe – a whimsical take on a famous T.S. Eliot poetic segment.

Rothgar the Seabear, a fortnight famished
Forgot the cry of gulls and the deep sea swell
and the penguins and the whales.
A current under the ship
Swept her along in silence. As she rose and fell
She rubbed her back upon the barnacles of Hull
Entering the vortices.
Human or bear
O you who grip the rudder and gnaw the stern-post,
Consider Rothgar, who thinks it tastes like chicken.

(c) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

UPDATE: Here’s a link to the original poem segment by TS Eliot Death by Water from The Wasteland. As suggested in the comments, it is even more amusing to read them one after the other!

new elf-girl character!

cute with big eyes...and funky hair

I have not been posting very often lately – so much of my spare time has been taken up with preparing images for Songs of Albion. So I thought I would show a new character. I think she turned out pretty well! (Strictly speaking there aren’t elves in Albion but… well, what are they??)

UPDATE: New poem from Tom with further hints…

We are the people of the sun and sky:
the air above, the waters silent. Deep
within the forests of this fleeting Earth
our home abides, beyond the gate where glides
the soft mysterious Moon within the day.
We are not here, but wait! Perhaps we are…
or are we just reflections in a pool
of still clear tidal water? We laugh
along the sunlit uplands of the world
and all we are and all you’ll one day be
is caught within that momentary smile.

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

Marlowe’s Cat!

Plum Bottom?

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!

Copyright (C) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

sea bear!

great big bear, great big sea...

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?”

(c) T J Radcliffe 2011

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

random character…

graceful as...

Here’s a doodle I hope you’ll like. Although I was drawing with nothing in particular in mind, I like the flow and looseness of the sketch. Sometimes when I have something too specific to draw, I lose that.

UPDATE: Poem from Tom! Thanks Tom!!

Random greens and purples too
thrown randomly together
like lilies in the fields astrew
or filigrees on feathers

catch the eye and form a shape
of flouncing fancy fun,
in the summer brightly draped
beneath the rising sun.

Copyright (C) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

Lady Belinda!

Lady B

Hi everyone! Sorry for the unscheduled break – my computer was broken down for a while. Hope you like this latest character study offering – I think of her as an Elizabethan Betty Boop type – no doubt with a very annoying giggle!

UPDATE: This in from Tom in the comments catching the character of our flighty ship board lady…

oh my goodness whatever will become
of little me–tee hee!–so lost among the scum
who ride the ocean billows swelling white
heaving swaying thrusting in the night

i thought that donald fagoe was my man
my steady ready manly sturdy man
but all he does is vomit over-side
across the ocean stream so endless-wide

perhaps the captain is a better catch
so tough and strong upon his windward patch
although he seems to think my luck is bad
just because my husband died so sad

well i’m sure i’ll land right on my feet
won’t my father think it just a treat
to see his wayward daughter home again
although so far from hearth and home and kin

until then i guess i just make do with what
my luck has brought me in its push-cart truck
although i think that donald is so sweet
when he’s not feeding fishes he’s a treat!

Copyright (C) TJ Radcliffe 2011-03-30

Image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

friend of D…

I'm not really sure who this is!

No, I’m not sure who this is… but I’m having fun working with lots of colour!

To go with my somewhat random character… check out this amusing Patches cartoon. “Don’t call me an asp”… lol

UPDATE: New poem!! Thanks Tom!

Great mastery of Time and Space
All things I will pursue
Amassing power and wealth and stuff
Such riches I’ll accrue!

Unless I catch a fleeting smile
From someone sweet and funny
For isn’t that the greatest wealth
Worth more than any money?

But until then I’ll conquer all!
Or maybe write a song
Or just enjoy the bright warm day
So peaceful and so long

Copyright (C) 2011 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer