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It Ain't Nothing But Soul

This is just a small, jazz themed illustration that I did for the website, Jazz and Draw. I ended up illustrating Esperanza Spalding (as she's the only Jazz musician that I can say I properly listen to) and everything ended up quite happy and sunny, which is only natural I suppose considering the subject (in my opinion).

Anyway, just a few lines from the song Jazz Ain't Nothin' But Soul (which I believe is actually originally a Betty Carter song... I think)

For me, jazz is all the truth to be found,
Never mind who's puttin' it down,
Jazz ain't nothin' but soul!

Jazz

Time Spent, and Something Gained

So before I get into what I've actually worked on, I just wanted to share something I got in the mail (well part of it, but I'm pretty sure no-one wants to know what I read).

Look, look! It's my Book Depository bookmark. I probably would've gotten one earlier, but I've been trying to cut back on how many books I buy (I was averaging 5 books a week for a while, which obviously isn't really sustainable).

bookmark

It's probably not that big of a deal, but it's still nice to see your work in a physical form - especially when you didn't have to pay for it to be printed.

Bringing it back to more recent illustrations, these are a couple that I've been trying to get done for the last couple of weeks (obviously they're still not done, but I'll get there eventually).

With battles fought and wars in vain
Over and through, he ventures
All his struggles, his endless strain
Time as always the victor

Garden

 

 

Naturally

This is just a quick, somewhat messy (somewhat really messy), illustration from my sketchpad going with the theme of 'natural', which is a somewhat recurring theme for me - this actually has a lot to do with my aversion to drawing straight lines and using a ruler (can't abide them).

I'll try to actually plan out my next illustration just a bit more, i.e. I will actually sketch out the idea first. Ah, all the things they drill into your head in Uni that just gently float away as time passes. Which is kinda sad as good process is the only thing that I really learnt, illustration-wise, from my uni degree - not really true, just an example of hyperbole (sorry, just trying to keep these things in my brain as a reminder before I forget - it just means exaggeration essentially if you weren't sure)

Now for the obligatory little passage (well its an obligation to me anyway and yes I do overuse parentheses):

The soft rustling leaves, the crisp, crunching walk
The blinding red, the welcoming browns
The whispering breeze, the sleeping trees
A time of change for all

natural

The Journey

I've always been fascinated with the idea of the Frozen Tundra - probably because I, being from Australia, have never really seen proper snowfall (though I have seen a bushfire up close while I was in a car). This illustration is essentially the start of the Hero's Journey, optimistic and resolute. Also, yes, she should be wearing sleeves and gloves, which were actually present in the first iteration of the illustration. I just didn't realize that I hadn't sketched the arms properly until I had inked it.

She stands atop the frozen peaks, waiting as the winds do speak. What must be done now comes to her, she will never let them down.