It is already the winter solstice. What with the Christmas rush and year-end business at work I have not had time to pick out a suitable theme for the longest night of the year. But my subconscious has not been so quiescent. Here are the three most recent drawings in my little book. I suddenly notice that each of them takes place at night. Above is a knight in jaunty paisley wandering the streets of a nocturnal city. Dinosaurs grapple as a glowing lizard glides down toward the warrior. A little glowing plant man and a strange luminous crystal add interest.
Here is a scene at a bar in alphabet city. The patrons were jostling and squiggling pretty vigorously (which made them hard to draw), but I think I caught the milieu.
Last is my most recent piece, which somehow looks like it something from a heavy metal album. I have no idea what is going on here. Demons and ghosts are gathering around a terrible haunted face growing up out of the fallow fields. A hellish glow pervades the horizon. No more horror novels before bedtime. The great thing about the winter solstice is that it will keep getting lighter from this point on. Although admittedly the coldest times of winter lie before us, the darkest times are passing. And they aren’t even that bad…well, not as bad as this horrible undead scarecrow thing.