Lots more work to be done on the turkey wattles, slimy sneer, bulbous, pock-marked nose and porcine, slit-eyes, but I feel I’m capturing the creature, and it’s primordial, lizard intellect, fairly accurately (:
*edit* … I forgot: thick, rubbery ear/s and beefy, flaccid jowls (:
Those of you familiar with my painting will know I paint portraits of babes… gorgeous, female people… that’s just what I like painting, beautiful creatures, whom I love looking at while the paintings take shape. For the first time, I am going to paint a truely ugly human being, a creature who is as ugly inside, as he is outside. I am doing this because I feel compelled to do so, to create an image that portrays the slimy creature as he truely is, in all his loathsome glory… the Lizard King, ready to swallow the world with one flick of his forked tongue. I need to exorcise my loathing of this repulsive monster, get it down on canvas. I will not enjoy looking at the beast as I work, but will greatly enjoy portraying it in all it’s ugliness. Here is my process, so far…
My latest Alice continues to look awesome (:
My girls have amazing hair, because I love painting amazing hair. I think hair is one of the most important elements of portrait painting. If you look at the difference between this WIP, and the previous one, you’ll see how much more dramatic this one is, with only a small amount of work on her hair (:
My gorgeous, lethal, golden-eyed sweety continues to take shape (:
This is what I’m currently enjoying working on… if you don’t know her, this is Creaturina’s tough-as-nails, human sweetheart, Alice. Creaturina is tough because she’s a virtually indestructible, immortal alien; Alice is tough because she’s just plain tough, physically and mentally, defeat/weakness has never been an option for this fearsome warrior girl. If you don’t know about her scars, check this out (:
Silly me! She wasn’t a soldier, or a pilot; she’s a scientist!
It’s so obvious, now.
She is the head scientist of a fourty-strong team who have landed on a remote planet to study the alien structures there. Their landing craft mysteriously malfunctioned just before touchdown, causing it to crash land, and now they have to wait several of the planets days before their mother ship, on AI pilot, can come back within telemetry range, as she has headed into a nearby nebula to get some readings from a strange star.
That was two days ago. Since then, five of the scientist’s team have vanished.
The structures they are investigating are a vast labyrinth of uncertain purpose. Though the atmosphere outside is very cold, and does not contain enough oxygen for humans to breath for more than a few minutes, inside, the atmosphere is perfect for humans. The temperature in the buildings is warm, and there is a constant breeze, though no one has yet figured out how it is generated, of even where it comes from.
In the time that the five scientists have vanished, the team’s two military-grade cyborgs have fought several pitched battles with seemingly non-existent foes, foes who register on none of the teams devices. The cyborgs have slowly been taking damage, and need to be repaired by the ships AI very soon, or they will not be able to defend the team much longer.
The scientist has a lot on her plate.