
Over the past few weeks I have been thinking a lot about imaginary worlds in literature. (This was sparked by an excellent post made by a fellow blogger and book lover, Calmgrove, which you can find here.)
The Bronte siblings, I have learned, developed the imaginary “Glasstown”. C S Lewis made up “Animal-Land” as a boy and then “Narnia” as an adult. Tolkien brought “Middle-earth” to life and Ursula K LeGuin brought us “Earthsea”. As a child (and still as an adult) I spent a lot of time reading and finding myself adventuring in many different imaginary lands; I enjoy it enormously. So I began to wonder what sort of imaginary place I would create, if I could?
I am strongly drawn to two different narrative landscapes. The first are those where nature-centred stories seem to grow, especially those where every living thing has it’s own being and will, every plant, , every fish, every beetle. Sometimes even the stone of a mountain might grow it’s own will and sense of being. These places contain, for me, a mixture of 3 different things. The first are prehistoric, animistic ideas (including ritual landscapes like long barrows and standing stones). The second are ideas from the Japanese Shinto Religion, stories of various Kami with rivers being Dragon Lords and volcanoes as Gods of Fire. The third place I always find my imagination going to is into classical Greek mythology with dryads, centaurs, river nymphs, harpies and giants.
The second landscape revolves around adventures in space; places from science fiction including my favourite galaxy far far away (Star Wars). So the landscape is actually a galaxy wide region of space with may different planets, environments, people and cultures. Among these cultures I prefer tales set in the margins, on the borders, where things are difficult and people have very little personal power to change their own fate. I prefer hard science fiction to space opera, but only in so far as I think the things a person could make or do in that world needs to have reasonably coherant explainations. And there would, of course, be a plethora of totally cool spaceships and droves of interesting aliens!
Having all of this turning over in the back of my mind I fell into thinking about the first of these two landscapes and began researching dryads.
This week’s art is a drawing of such a dryad who has slept very late into spring and is awakened by a butterfly.
Here’s my basic outline sketch…

I made my pencil outline quite dark and then worked up the details of the tree also in pencil…

Then I began to ink the picture. First I did the outline with a 0.5 Pigma Micron pen…

Then I worked on the inside area with my trusty 0.3 Micron. (I seem to use this size pen more than any other.)

This is my final ink drawing…

I must admit, I absolutely adore doing ink drawings like this. I know there are so many other techniques and opportunities to make art these days, especially with the advent of digital art, but I love the simplicity and starkness of the black lines on white paper. Anyway, I decided I wanted to keep the drawing as it was so I scanned it in and did all my colouring digitally…
I added my colour on several layers underneath the ink layer. When put together, these colour layers make an interesting shape with the ink layer removed. It’s almost like the shadow or spirit of the drawing.

Here is my final image…
