Picture Saturday turned into a great motivator–in order to have artwork to post, I worked diligently this week and sketched without nit-picking too much. This perfectionist has entered a new era. 🙂
So, the art from this week…
This is how I picture Peter Pevensie. I tried to make him look 13–14 years old, and he ended up looking a little older. So maybe this is during The Voyage of the Dawn Treader or something. Anyway, I borrowed another idea from Treskie: minimal coloring on a graphite drawing. In my imagination, each of the Pevensies has a color that matches his or her personality, and blue has always been Peter’s color.
I’ve read fanfics in which Peter is the more mature, level-headed brother, and Edmund is the sassy, fun, prankster. I think this is an influence from the Walden Media movies, and in the books, their attributes are just the opposite. I mean, Peter is mature, but he’s also the adventurous explorer and the one who understands a kid’s propensity to hide and play jokes. Not a prankster, but definitely the fun one. Edmund always struck me as more of a thinker, a little more serious, and in Dawn Treader, he is stated to have read several detective stories. And he’s the one who comes closest to solving the mystery of the missing lord on that island.
Susan Pevensie! (And I finally started to move away from profiles.) Green is Susan’s color, and I modeled her outfit after one of the jumpers from my Molly McIntire paper dolls. Paper doll outfits inspire me a good deal. Susan ended up looking closer to 12-13 than mid-teens, so yay! I want to draw the Pevensies as children because, well, they were when their story started. Not good-looking teens. *glares at WM adaptation* In the book Journey Into Narnia, author Katherine Lindskoog says that in LWW, Peter was 13, Susan was 12, Edmund was 10, and Lucy was 8. I don’t know where she got that information, but based on the way the kids act, those ages are a good estimate.
A few more notes about Susan: people condemn Lewis for the fate he wrote Susan in The Last Battle. I was upset about it myself as a child. But the common grown-up complaint is that “nylons and lipstick” represent sexuality, and because Susan cared about these, therefore, Lewis judged finding your sexuality. Others say he quit caring about Susan and so threw her under the bus. Still others say he wanted to include that whole “forgetting Narnia” warning, and Susan drew the short straw.
I don’t think any of that is accurate, and you have to look at the whole Narnia canon to understand Lewis’s point. I mean, in The Last Battle itself, Lewis describes the Narnian clothes that not only look good but feel comfortable. And if you think about it all, the Pevensies grew up while they reigned as kings and queens, and most of the other characters from Dawn Treader onward are grown-ups. Growing up isn’t the problem, and looking nice isn’t the problem. But ignoring the truth is. Whether nylons and lipstick does represent sexuality, or simply vanity, or social aspirations, or whatever, Susan deliberately turned away from the truth she knew, and that is what Lewis condemned.
Also, Jill is the one who mentioned the nylons and lipstick at all, and she is not much of a girly-girl. Polly and Edmund, however, specify the problem as Susan’s attitude.
I wanted to draw all four Pevensies this week, but at least I finished two. Maybe I’ll finish Edmund and Lucy next week.
A peach on a tree–and I once again used a middle color to transition between dark and light tones and to smooth and blend all the colors. This technique really works. The technique for the background is the “scribble with different colors” method. Not terribly sophisticated, but it also works. 🙂
A desert sunset, referenced from a photo I found on my The Horse and his Boy Pinterest board. The colors of the photo were so beautiful, I just had to capture the landscape in pencil.
Doodle of a sea strand at high noon, I guess. I like drawing landscapes and plants in colored pencil.
I felt like it had been a while since I drew Sydney Carton, so I remedied that. The rough, sketchiness of it mirrors the emotion, I think. I’d like to say this was a thought-out, artistic choice, and it kinda was–after my attempt to draw a contemplative look failed, and the hands on the clock inched toward midnight. 🙂
And then my absolute favorite drawing! *melts into a puddle* This is my character, Durant, holding his nephew Luke. (And yeah, the baby is a boy, though it’s hard to tell at sight, thanks to the 19th century habit of dressing both boys and girls in long clothes for the first few years.)
Anyway, Durant adores his nephews. It’s the cutest thing. And he adores his niece as well, but she wasn’t born at the time the picture takes place.