Love all the bookmarks in the books, love the copy of Good Omens, love the empty bottle of wine on the floor, love that Crowley has his glasses off and HAS LONG NAILS and is smitten (i believe), love that Aziraphale is in his tartan socks and three sheets to the wind, love the plants and moving boxes surrounding them, it's beautiful.
I’m soooooooo in love with them
Reblogging this one because I was looking at this piece today and still am super in love with it. ❤️
Here's some process shots from this one, as a treat.
The original anatomy sketch.
Started laying down color while referencing a few portraits by John Singer Sargent. I specifically paid attention to how he painted hair (Sargent usually painted hair as one large, dark mass of color with little highlight detail) and how he painted skin (very subtle and smooth, not a huge amount of contrast).
Got the environment blocked in a little, too. I put that blue and white porcelain vase in because I can never, ever resist blue and white porcelain.
More detail in the environment and the character.
Adding a pattern to the chair upholstery.
Working on the rug, here.
This is the full rug design. I sketched the whole rug out in a separate canvas and then overlaid it into the working canvas and warped it into place to use as a reference.
Took this shot when I was halfway done with the decanter and glass.
A Place to Call Home --- --- ---
This piece was commissioned by my dear friend @tawnyontumblr for HER dear friend @saretton to accompany a WONDERFUL fic that Tawny wrote for Saretton's birthday!
The fic is A Place to Call Home (Explicit, on AO3), a Human AU set in the Late Victorian/1890s and featuring Portrait Painter!Aziraphale and Stage Actor!Crowley as his artistic muse. I am in love with this concept.
Crowley's voice was almost too soft to hear. It nearly faded amidst the sweep of Aziraphale’s brush over canvas, the carriage rattling past outside—another layer of stimuli amidst the light, and the smell of linseed oil and turpentine. The way the fabric Crowley wore hissed gently over his skin as he slowly, minutely shifted position and then moved back.
He half sat half reclined on a Louis XVI armchair that Aziraphale had picked up in an estate sale. His legs were crossed, and the emerald banyan, embroidered with gold, slid from one shoulder. Aziraphale had been staring at that curve of lightly freckled skin while he'd been mixing rose madder and Chinese white, letting the brush sweep over the damp canvas as he sought to give voice to the hunger he felt.
The idea here was for me to paint the portrait of Crowley that Aziraphale is painting in the story.
Tawny asked me to paint with John Singer Sargent vibes, who is quite possibly my favorite artist of all time, and one of, if not the greatest, portrait painters of the 19th century. It's quite a tall order to try to imitate his style, so I settled for something Sargentesque! She also specified that "I want I am both painting and fucking him vibes. Intimate. That's the word." And I hope I delivered.
@goodomensafterdark Ya'll need to go read this fic its hot af.
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A print of this piece will be up in my print shop on INPRNT!
sketches for upcoming pieces
Oh.
Oh.
The utter angel bastardry when you realize what crowley's married name is.
I made Crowley's Seeds of Destruction Exotic Plant Nursery & Garden Centre shirt into an actual shirt that you can adorn your meatsuit with! Long and short sleeve because I'm not a chump.
SEEDS OF DESTRUCTION exotic plant nursery & garden centre
Devil's Dyke | South Downs Proprietor | Anthony J. Crowley
@goodomensafterdark LOOK YA'LL I HAVE FUCKIN' MERCH WHAT THE HELL
Trying my damndest to learn digital oil paint.
Crowley in (an attempt at) the style of John Singer Sargent. Human AU so he has non-snek eyes.
WIP
Me rn doin the excited hippity hoppity
Bless you for mentioning the jawline indentation, I spent a truly ludicrous amount of time obsessing over it.
help me, you tear down my reason
-------------------------- This is my ransom note to Neil Gaiman love letter to the ineffable idiots and the Gomens fandom. There will undoubtedly be more because I caught the brain rot so bad. More info and high res below the jump.
Scaly semi-snek flaming-like-anything-ginger freckled Crowley because why not? I wanted to mess around with a very pale, slightly creepy color palette for skintones, so this was a good exercise. And anyway, I could draw DT's glorious swan-like neck every day for the rest of my life and never grow weary of it.
Michael Sheen's nose --hell, his profile in general--will be my undoing. He is SUCH a challenge to draw, which I adore. I used quite literally 4x the references for 'Zira than for Anthony Janthony.
About: All digital, all Photoshop, baby. Orig. 4483 x 5391 px. ~2 weeks of off-and-on painting when I got tired of my work art. Title is taken from Closer by Nine Inch Nails because I pretty much exclusively listened to The Downward Spiral on repeat while I worked on this piece, because that's the kind of angsty teenage headspace I'm in??? I'm fucking 34 years old, I thought I was past this.
WIP for the end of Act II/beginning of Act III of my as-of-yet-untitled smut comic.
with enough adderall you can noclip into the special secret hidden workday between 9pm and 4am that's just for pet projects
but watch out
My SECOND exclusive tutorial for my darling members of The Q Continuum on Patreon. This particular guide was a request by a patron, so I've put together a step-by-step view of my process for painting sheer nylons on a character.
Previous Tutorial: Painting Gold (or any shiny metal!)
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