sad face…

very sad!

Practicing drawing various facial expressions seems to be paying off. I am quite pleased with how this drawing for Albion turned out. She does indeed look like she is distressed and crying – just what the scene in question calls for. Poor girl.

UPDATE: Poem from Tom in the comments capturing in words what I tried to show in my illustration…

fractured fragments of a life fall hard
cold rain upon a bitter stormy sea
pouring forth the pain of broken shards
splinters of a soul by death set free
melting childhood verities secure
questions never answered but by tears
desperate moments seeking to assure
sorrow overwhelming hollow fears
face distorted anguish speaks in sobs
the inarticulation of her loss
marches down her visage as it robs
reason cast aside in tempest tossed
incoherent sadness sweeps her past
though everything still matters nothing lasts

Copyright (C) 2012 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2012 Hilary Farmer

Lady Belinda…

take that!

Recently my computer drawings have all been for Albion, so here’s another sneak peak. Lady Belinda is ready for “war” apparently! Of course she has a new dress, hairdo and battle-parasol for the occasion!

UPDATE: New poem from Tom! She sounds as tough as she looks… (or maybe it’s all in her head 😉

Like Boudicca of old I’m fighting
for English pride and English soil!
With my parasol a-smiting
see me join in war-like toil!
My battle-dress in bloody hues
will spread to all the dreadful news
of my arrival on the field!
The enemy shall surely yield
when they see my fierce visage
topped by locks in horned array
like a battle-helm in ways
dispelling all my soft mirage:
revealing all my inner fire
promising a fight that’s dire!

Copyright (C) 2012 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2012 Hilary Farmer

today’s doodle…


Just a quick doodle tonight… perhaps inspired by Chinese New Year – although I wasn’t consciously thinking about it, just doodling!It’s fun to make pretty pictures – no other raison d’être is required!

UPDATE: New sonnet from Tom!

Contemplative downcast eyes
consider now the future’s course
as the watchers of the skies
look up to see the lunar source
of light return to bless the Earth
while fireworks and cries of mirth
greet the Water Dragon’s year
of wealth and health both far and near.
Her inward gaze now gathers strength
at this auspicious turning point
when Fortune will her goal anoint
with success for life’s full length.
As the sliver-Moon arises
She sets her sights on life’s surprises.

Copyright (C) 2012 TJ Radcliffe

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

face doodle…


Once again I have been very busy with making drawings and keeping up a decent buffer for Albion and so have been spending less time creating images especially for this blog… and when I do, they are quicker sketches rather than very detailed or designed. However, I still feel that it is possible to learn something from spontaneous doodling and so I am sharing this example. Besides, doodling is fun!

In other news, I am now on Twitter so you can follow me @hjfarmer When I figure out how to, I will add the link to the blog! For some reason the first time I tried, the whole configuration of my blog changed – and we can’t be havin’ with that!

UPDATE: New sonnet from Tom. Thanks!!

What fresh-faced bloom of golden youth
What rosy cheeks and limpid eyes
Wide open to perceive the truth
Not anticipating lies:
He’s unafraid and curious
About the world mysterious
As he sets off to go… explore
And open up each hidden door.
A decade gone the bloom will wither
The field of innocence will grow
Long hedges: wisdom row on row
Calling truths from hence to hither
While those eyes will ever strive
To see that beauty can survive.

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

wintery anticipation…

what is this white stuff??

A very random doodle today. Actually we’ve been having a very mild fall so far but the weather is supposed to change tomorrow so winter must have been on my mind!

She seems to be in the midst of saying something but I’m not sure what it is…

UPDATE: Just in – a lovely and bilingual approach to the illustration in the for of a Pushkin sonnet no less!

“I love this season’s consumation:
Je ne suis pas un hiver-phobe!
Mais oui, it’s still a small frustration
when the city dons her robe
of downy white; so soft, enchanting,
yet quite enough to set me ranting!
Le métro est en retard!
The slippery streets make driving hard!
But walking is for lower classes,
non pour une ingénue like me
caught adrift on snowy seas
until her handsome hero passes
who will my dreadful stress assuage
And be my knight, mon homme de neige!”

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

sitting on the shore…

a quiet chat...

I just prepared this drawing for Songs of Albion but thought it would be nice for my blog too! Trying to create a certain kind of atmosphere is sometimes easier in black and white – or actually in this case, shades of grey.
I just saw the new comic for ExtraOrdinary – also in shades or grey. It’s very cool – make sure you move your mouse over the picture for some neat effects!

UPDATE: Thanks to Tom for this lovely evocative sonnet to accompany my image.

Charcoal twilight shadows sketched upon
the canvas sky illume a private tryst
between the silent hour before the Dawn
and the Dusk that lurks behind the mist
at day’s long close. A silent hawk swoops by
while Dusk and Dawn exchange a midnight word
beneath the Northern Summer’s peaceful sky,
a fleeting touch that’s been so long deferred.
They speak the tongues of twilight, voices soft
for sharing secrets commonplace and rare:
just where the Night goes hiding when the waft
of Summer comes to rule the Arctic air.
And when at last they’re parted by the Night
They know they’ll meet again by Austral light.

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

image (cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

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

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