A little bit of art every day is good for the soul. This month I’m making a point of trying to do something artistic daily, as part of Art Every Day Month.
Because of this, I’ve let myself get into a little project, just for giggles. Drawing is a fun thing, and the idea for this just tickled me. I probably shouldn’t work on it, as I’m in the office and thus should be doing office-y things. Whatever.
Here’s a preview. Can you guess what the final product will be?
I’m also still working on my NaNoWriMo novel. It feels a little weak right now, but whatever. It’s a first draft. All first drafts are crap. Here’s an excerpt:
“Tell us more, Jerome,” said Henry. “What was the court like in Aidengarde?” “There are a lot of beautiful people. And lots of fat people. Plenty of lazy people. And many who’ve never worked a day in their lives,” muttered Jerome. “I imagine their clothes of silk and velvet,” said Henry spinning, “in all the brightest colors.” “You saw what Lord Armand and Lady Penelope word, Henry,” grumbled Martin. “Their clothes were dull and ordinary.” “But they had no holes, Martin,” said Henry. “And they were finer weaves than what we wear. Besides, they’d been riding for a while. No doubt their richest clothes were safely hidden.” “And there it is,” said Damien. Martin whistled as Herongarde Castle came into view. The troupe paused to gawk at the splendor that was the home of Herongarde’s royal family. A wall stood nearly 50 feet high, extending across the large open field before the gatehouse. Henry gaped at the wall, trying to fathom all that was within. He had been told that the wall enclosed nearly 60 acres of land, in which stood the castle’s keep and a small village of about 100 that provided support for the court. There was open land, a few fields, tournament grounds — so many things! The walls were decorated with large hanging banners featuring the colors and symbols of Herongarde: the brilliant blue and gold, with herons standing at the ready with swords gripped in their claws. Blue and yellow flags lined the top of the wall where men in armor paced at the guard.