Kate D. MacDowell, hearts for porcelain pitcher-plant heart, artist’s site here

Sarina Brewer’s custom creature taxidermy — fantasy creatures and more

Howie Tsui’s horror fables, artist’s site here

Dan May — I adore these paintings of moments in the lives of strange, soft monsters. Artist’s site here has many more images. Originals and prints available here.

David Chaim Smith — intensely detailed images referring to alchemy and the Kabbalah, and philosophical/metaphysical writings.

Chambres d’amour, chambres d’enfer — I especially like the first, grassy one by Bernard Faucon

Words are still heavy. Even thinking in words is heavy. It might not be just the smoke. It’s very hot, and a four-storey derelict building near me is being demolished in slow motion with what I call drilldozers — bulldozers with pneumatic drill heads, which make a juddering mechanical noise from 9-ish till 6-ish (with a break for lunch). There are no adjacent buildings and there’s a huge vacant lot next door, so you’d think they could use explosives to bring it down quickly, but maybe the Skytrain is too close, or maybe the drilldozers are just cheaper. I think I’ll be taking my computer into school next week and trying to work there. (And if the people who’ve been lobbing grenades around Bangkok recently want to come down and chuck a few into that building, it’s ok by me!)

Anyway, while words are heavy, images are light, so have a devil child:

I really need to stop drawing faces in half profile! And start drawing them showing some emotion. I’m pretty sure this picture was obscurely inspired by this, via Alankria. Girl. Tempting object. Never-to-be-developed person. It would be a shame not to take a bite out of her. Vessel for male ego. Mother is lurking inside. Girl will never be human. What the hell would she become if she was allowed to grow up naturally, on her own terms?

I recently got my author copies of the Traditional Chinese edition of The Etched City. Fab artist Wang-Tin (Andy) Lin has posted some info on his blog about how he created the awesome cover art. (Google Translate helps a bit if you want to read the text). The sphinx’s face looks rather like me, but Andy says he’s never seen my photo, so it’s (maybe!) just a coincidence. And the crocodile fetus and lotus man are on the back! The old parchment look on the cover is reproduced on the title page of the book, and the cover has a finish I’ve never seen before, matte but kind of grainy, almost like a sort of plastic, which looks good and feels as if it might be more durable than regular cardboard. I’m grateful to Andy for the artwork and to the publishers, Fullon, for doing such a lovely all-round job.

Speaking of art, the eye candy’s been piling up in my Firefox again.

Artists:

Stacey Rozich

Tiffany Bozic (found via Wurzeltod, major love for The Silent Dredge)

Anna Lukashevsky

Sam Wolfe Connelly (interior contents not as sweet as the front page pic!)

Zhou Fan (artist’s website here.)

Jon MacNair (I like the “fine art” section)

Kristen Ferrell

Jessica Albarn

Joel Peter Witkin

Nick Sheehy

Images I hadn’t seen before by one of my always favourites, Takato Yamamoto. Lots of other good stuff at Mondobizzarro.

Individual pics/vids:

The People Tree (video) by N.A.S.A. (North America South America), thanks to Penchaft for pointing it out to me!

Madam Satan by Adrian Greenberg

A weird etching by Tommaso Gorla

Well, I think he’s as finished as he’s going to be. The budding flowers are a bit feeble — probably needed to be bigger. But I should get back to writing now.

Essentially benign, despite its appearance. Lights the way in interludic stretches where the world is half-extinguished and half-asleep. Its mind is in the caterpillar. It wants to be transferred to a horizontal picture with other creatures following it.

Hmm, so the drawing is getting close to finished. I did a photoshop test with the half properly pencilled tree. After trying it in brown, I thought it looked better in light tones. I’ll have to get rid of the heavy shading on the bottom edge of the trunk, though — it’s too dominant. And I’m wondering if the whole drawing of the tree should be softer and sketchier, like it was before; somehow it seems to clash more with the figure now than it did as a rough(er) sketch. Or maybe the thick bough of the tree needs more pencil shading on top; the current brightness is fighting with the figure? I think I’ve been looking at this for too long. Opinions, anyone?

EDIT:

I lightened up the tree and roughly smudged it. I think this is getting closer. Once there are budding flowers and more twiggy bits it should be ok. Reckon I can finish the drawing now. Which might take a while, since there’s a h-h-h-hand D:

Well, I went for the floral halo after all, and scrapped the idea of skulls and whatnot on the tree  — not so much out of laziness (although, er, that might have been a factor) as because there’s nothing to connect skulls and lizards visually with anything else in the picture — it’d be different if he had a halo of skulls and lizards, but then he wouldn’t look much like a saint. So I’m just leaving it as a dead-ish tree, of which a few twigs will be (miraculously?) budding into flower.

I was going to do the tree in pen, but I quite like the effect of the photoshopped pencil, so I’ll probably do a pencil version first before I go inking. The lower picture especially is starting to look like the kind of Rackham tree I want. It turns out the fine nib wasn’t the problem so much as the very thick ink I was using. I got some thinner ink and things are considerably smoother now.

Yukio Mishima’s favourite saint. Inspired by recent trip to boy bar and by Takato Yamamoto. Ink on watercolour paper, quick digital colour. No model except for the right hand, which I think I’ve used in three pictures now! I’ve been drawing this with a fine-nib steel pen, which doesn’t like the rough paper, so the lineart is crap (not that my penwork is ever very good). When I’ve finished the ink and digital colour I’ll probably try painting it for real, which should result in a nice mess .

I’m not sure what to do with the halo. My first plan was to fill it with flowers, but now I think that might look twee. So maybe butterflies and moths (and a caterpillar or two).

Something that I think wants to be an Arthur Rackham tree has started to take root in the background, telling me it wants to be adorned with skulls, devil faces, lizards and other goodies. Guess I’ll be a while on this one…

I’ve got too many pictures from Nepal and not enough will to organise them at the moment, but here’s one as a placeholder. It’s a decoration on a strut under a temple roof. It’s true, God gave rock and roll to you! (And furry sex too, if you look below.)

I’m piling up tabs full of eye candy and eye poison and curios, and Firefox is getting slow. Time to drop them here. (Forget bookmarks, my bookmarks are the black hole of Calcutta.)

Homunculus, a short movie by Hydra — “Homunculus is a dark and twisted fable of spontaneous generation and untrammeled id. Taking its title from the Latin word for “Little Human”, the piece is an associative mashup between the two concepts behind the word: The first being middle-age alchemical beliefs that “little men” could be spontaneous generated from dead or decaying matter. The second being Carl Jung’s usage as a personification of pure id.” Little furry men emerging from the decay of a vanitas painting and…but I won’t spoil it.

A crochet coral reef that illustrates hyperbolic space (as does coral, and sea slugs and lettuce; but apparently no one knew what hyperbolic space might look like until mathematician Daina Taimina had the idea of crocheting it). One of the originators of the reef, Margaret Wertheim, talks about the project and its mathematics here. (As one of the commentators points out, she might not be correct in saying that “the most famous postulate in all of mathematics has been proven wrong.” But I think that’s a minor quibble in the overall awesomeness of crocheting hyperbolic coral.)

A kinda-sphinxy siren by Antony Micallef. I love both the image itself and the painting technique.

The body bakery of Kittiwat Unarrom, a Thai artist who makes hyperrealistic sculptures of rotten dead body parts out of bread. All edible!

Carmen Lozar’s glass art. Her flameworked, painted pieces are gorgeous. Although the website calls them “diminutive celebrations of the everyday”, they also celebrate the imaginary. She also makes glass couture — glass garments with nobody (or invisible bodies) inside them.

Weird illustrations by Léonard Sarluis for Voyage au pays de la quatrième dimension (1912) by Gaston de Pawlowski. I dig the things on the stairs.

Nature is awesome…

Transparent sea cucumber Enypniastes, via oceanleadership.org

Eny swimming

And while I’m doing pretties, a dreamlike flower with hummingbirds by Martin Johnson Heade.

And for the cute, a sea pig…

And for the weird… as Stu said, these people obviously aren’t marine biologists.