PhD Cover progress

Pianism and music has been put on hold for my other responsibilities. There isn’t a lot of time in day, sadly… or, I’m just terrible at time management. Here’s what I’ve been working on, in-between marking students’ work for my sessional job as a drawing instructor:

Meryl Keioskie
Stuart

The cover for my PhD comic. Admittedly, it’s been a while since I’ve digitally painted anything therefore, with this drawing I’ve been doing studies here and there.

Drawing Dump.

I forgot to post these drawings, I did. They’re from 2019.

Alain.
Meryl Keioskie
Self-portrait.
Meryl Keioskie

At this moment, I am still practicing pianism and music theory. Mind the delay in updates… more or less, I’ve other things to tend to. Enjoy these drawings, anyhow.

Drawings Dump: Some Of My Digital Sketchbook.

Some drawings I did from earlier in 2020. I never got to post these, initially–this site is rather new, after all. Anyhow, here are some. Enjoy looking inside of my psyche.

I have a muse, yes.

NOTE: They’re uploaded in their original resolutions… therefore it’ll take a while to load, for some.

Alain.
Meryl Keioskie.
The treasure master of 88 keys.
Alain is mean.
The Snufkin.
Meryl Keioskie.
I am you.
Meryl Keioskie
When the mind plays tricks on you.
Stuart Yoshihiro concept inks.
Alain~ aehhehhh~
Some Jean Giraud inspiration.
Kite flying, and the romantic possibilities.
He’s smiling because she’s shit at the viola.
I AM… MUSIC MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.
Meryl Keioskie.
A depiction of myself and my ex.
Jazz hands,
Sleep angel, sleep.
Alain hates being called a sexy priest… but he is.
I sketch on my research notes often. Hurr-hurr-hurr.
I laugh at my own drawings, due to the absurdity of them.
Quiet, you!
Stuart is not impressed.
Love? You call that love. Get out of here.
How I flirt with men. Not pictured: the hours and hours of crying.
Meryl Keioskie.
Meryl Keioskie
Inspired by Max Richter’s ‘Infra five’.

Enjoy, my lovelies~

Drawings: Some’ore Sloppy Joes.

Here’s some more drawings I did for warm-ups, in-between inking marathons:

Mimicking some more of Craig Thompson’s whimsy, with his: “Thank-you god, for your perfect creation.”

People tend to get a kick out of depicting the feminine form. I get a kick out of drawing bean-pole dudes with large hands, long necks, and large ears.

Hell… yes.

“Delilah”.

Lady. You’re scaring us!

Where the title of this post comes from.

Sketch: Insomnia.

In-between inking comics. Here’s another sketch from my mind. “Insomnia”.

I prefer working nights. I’m not much of a morning person myself. I find there’s less distraction during these later periods. Wherein, I can focus on my preoccupations as much as I like.

Comic Progress.

Lots of drawing for this week. In-between both research and music studies. Here’s a screenshot of progress, for how I tend to ink hair.

Rest you silly boy. Rest.

Inking hair is probably my most favorite thing to do. It’s very intricate, what with its little strands and handling of depicting each strand in reaction to the imagined light source.

Drawing Comics: Progress II

Another panel I’ve semi-inked. Here’s some progress, that I thought I’d share.

Seven hours a day/night, if I can manage it.

Also listening to some Jazz, because Jazz is my favorite:

Especially Jazz Piano.

Drawing: Comic Progress.

In-between music, I still tend to my other love. Drawing.

Here’s some more progress on my PhD Comic:

More to go.

Post-scriptum: For this arc, if you know the comic artist of whom I am being influenced by, style wise. You gets a damned, digital high-five. Heueheuheu~

Drawing: Frédéric Chopin II.

Another sketch/drawing I did of Frédéric Chopin. With some Art Nouveau influence added in there.

A redux to the former.

I could not resist.

Some people look as if they were born to grace the keys of the piano.

With strong hands, and long fingers which taper. It was the spirit of music, he loved most.

Drawing: Frederich Chopin

Warming up before drawing comics.

I drew my own take of the Polish composer and pianist, Frédéric Chopin. From his heart to his soul, he let his fingers do the talking.

My Chopin is relaxed, past pensive… which is what he often appears to be, in his daguerreotypes. Honestly, Chopin… how did you keep your eyes wide open for many of your shots?

Many prefer Liszt in the world of piano, but I say “Meh.” Give me the sweet-faced Chopin, with his soulful eyes and huge nose. It’s the conk which does it for me~ (no, not really).