wearable mixed media: necklace

Isn’t this a lovely necklace? It’s made of a strand of fresh-water pearls from Al Beads (I have a pair of earrings from him as well which ALWAYS get compliments), a ribbon from a gift bag, and one of my origami/lace butterfly pins. 
The twisting was trickier than expected, but doesn’t look too too shabby. It looked a little more festive than any of its parts on its own, at least

Gottfried the dragon

Life isn't easy for Gottfried--a lovable, spit-spraying dragon in a family of ferocious fire breathers. Gottfried desperately tries to breathe fire to fit in, but all he manages to do is spray stinky dragon spit everywhere.

While Gottfried’s family flies around burning towns and stealing treasure, Gottfried stays home mopping up all the saliva. When the dragons get back, though, disaster strikes and Gottfried is the only one who can save his family--slobbery "shortcoming" and all.

Gottfried the dragon is a 72-page children's book with 32 pages of text, 33 full-page greyscale illustrations, and dragon drool throughout.

Sample pages, softcover, and ebook here.

Cloud Monsters

Space and dread and the dark—

Over a livid stretch of sky

Cloud-monsters crawling like a funeral train

Of huge primeval presences

Stooping beneath the weight

Of some enormous, rudimentary grief[.]

-W.E. Henley, 1892

Below: Cloud Monsters, pencil on paper, 6"x6"

Yummy.

"Don't you remember the four and twenty blackbirds that were baked in a pie? Well, you need not use live blackbirds in your cake, but you could have some surprise of a different sort."

-Glinda the Good (L. Frank Baum, The Magic of Oz)

Below: Yummy. Prismacolor pencil on bristol board. Print here.

Little Boy Blue

There is something about nursery rhymes that I find immensely appealing. Many things, actually. The stories, the universality, linguistics, mystery, and history. To that end, I often find myself perusing through The Oxford Dictionary of Nursery Rhymes, which adds layer after layer to the stories... or, as I draw, referencing something tucked away in a corner of my brain that suddenly shows up on the tip of my pencil. See "Little Boy Blue" below, prismacolor pencil on bristol board. Print available. -Corwin

Little Boy Blue,

Come blow your horn,

The sheep's in the meadow,

The cow's in the corn;

Where is that boy
Who looks after the sheep?

Under the haystack

Fast asleep.

Will you wake him?

Oh no, not I,

For if I do

He will surely cry.

Hi all

Hello everyone… from Corwin and Yumi. When we are not artmaking as Radio Sebastian we busy ourselves designing, illustrating, and seeking visual adventures out and about in the world… and then we share such things here. We very much hope it works out adventurewise and turns into a good trip for everyone. Meanwhile, welcome!