After what felt like the longest game of Commander ever I came home and, while not exactly inspired, I found this sleeping dragon curled up in the page:
I didn’t set out to draw one of The Other Ones (and in fact my tag index is currently broken so I couldn’t just pull them up; I had to do a search), but it seemed like an offshoot, probably just because of the stripes; if that closed eye is button-like, it’s a pretty big button.
I should have tried working at my desk- I think I concentrate better there. But instead I sat on the couch and tried to draw through episodes of Cheers. It didn’t work, partly because I am really very tired and partly because I decided to try to draw a dragon bursting from the ground and didn’t really know how to handle the topsoil and small buildings my mind’s eye wanted to include.
So I gave up and phoned this in, which even my scanner didn’t feel like working on:
Working from home later than I should have found me uninspired and sleepy. A couple flicks of the random word generator had the unsuitable word “silage,” the interesting word “evildoer,” and the winning word “pinup.”
Problem was, I needed to look up poses, because they are a thing, even going so far as to say something about your personality based on your favorite (I couldn’t decide). There was also the question of do I play it straight and do a not-quite-safe-for work drawing or the (potentially) humorous idea of a non-anthropomorphic dragon stuffed into a bikini or other fetching outfit and taking the pose, possibly against their will?
In the end, I split the difference.
I probably should have put more time into the scales, but I added them mainly because I kept drawing through trying to get the pose right and he was in this strange no-man’s-lad of looking unfinished and too busy. The scales on the backs of the arms and the fronts of the legs are fine; it’s the filler elsewhere that kind of bugs me, but I’m trying to get back on a normal sleep schedule, so I didn’t want to stay up much later than I needed to.
They can’t all be super-detailed, well-thought-out drawings… sometimes they’re just vaguely flamingo-like.
My jaws, they bite! My claws, they catch!
I looked through some of my older posts for inspiration tonight, and at first I thought about drawing the sleep-hoarding dragon, but instead, I dug a little deeper and remembered that I drew a Jabberwock once.
So I drew another.
In my mind it was going to be a bit more whimsical, but I started putting lines on paper and was afraid to go back or start over, since it was already pretty late. So instead, it’s more menacing than I intended, but I think that’s okay.
It was almost like old times: I did a drawing last night, got a comment and used it as a basis for iterating. This makes me happy.
“I mean, if we wanted to talk D&D, pseudo- or faerie dragons spring to mind.”
So I took that to heart and ran with it, even trying to go an extra mile and look up actual (swallowtail) butterfly wings so as not to fudge it too hard, but they’re devilishly complicated when you get up close: