Category Archives: Art

Slice of Life: Art Division Redux

I staggered to Kevin’s office under the weight of canvas–my finished Deer Woman piece, 24 x 36 of not-entirely-satisfying-to-its-creator artistic creation. “Wow,” said Kevin. “That’s…epic. I mean…epic.” “I’m glad you like it,” I said, setting it down and scrounging for a hammer, “because I’m hanging it in the stairwell until either I like it or […]

Decoupage without Pants

Kevin walked in to discover me decoupaging torn pages to the 24 x 36 canvas I had secured for the next incarnation of this painting. (The largest size available without a much longer drive, and after and hour and some change with the glue, I’m not sorry…) “You’re not wearing pants,” he said, which was […]

Bits ‘n Pieces…

A couple of art bits left over from AC. Both of ’em are for sale–drop a line about pricing! In other news, Dragonbreath 1 is now in its 7th printing (!!!) and has a snazzy new spine to match the rest of the series.  And it’s looking like the bread wizard novel may actually have […]

Flame Frog

Froggy got flames! A silly little amphibian for the AC art show coming up–started with a digital underpainting, sealed to board, worked over in colored pencil and acrylic ink, then gold leafed like crazy. (Yes, my pants are covered in gold leaf. Also my chair and my desk and bits of my hair.) 6 x […]

Quail Talk

I am in that hellish authorial hinterland of Waiting To Hear How The Sales Meeting Went. This is the meeting that determines whether they’re actually buying more Dragonbreath, or the bread wizard story, or nothing, or everything, and thus whether I am gainfully employed through next year or at the end of this year, I […]

Covey

I am bouncing so wildly between styles now that my painting hand is getting whiplash. (Or maybe that’s from using a mattock to get those two viburnum in the ground yesterday.) Freed from Dragonbreath for a few weeks, all the creative backlog is trying to come down the pike at once.  Probably a good thing […]

The Boar God’s Gift

“I don’t know,” I said. “So many things I thought were true turned out not to be. And if those things are false, then how can anything be true?” “I cannot help you,” the boar-god said. “You have no enemies worth trampling, and I cannot remake the world into a shape you understand.” He lowered […]