Posts Tagged ‘Charcoal’

Ray Bradbury was the King of Colour. His colours are clear, bright and comes onto you like you are being on a paintball field and everyone is gunning for you. And there is darkness and there is a black that somehow is iridiscent and colourful in itself. Noone else writes that black colour. Now he is dead. But his colours are still there, as vivid as always.

I checked, it is true.

The drawing I choose to illustrate Ray Bradbury is black and white. It is a charcoal drawing I made when I was about 16 years old.

Some authors’ works elicit more colour than others. Badly written books tend not to be colourful at all. On the other hand, a great book does not have to be colourful and the manner and quantity of colour does not correspond to the quality of the writing. I do tend to be drawn to authors that write colourfully, though. It lends another dimension to reading, a dimension that I enjoy.

There are some authors that write bleakly but I still love them. Susannah Clarke is an author whose colours are very bleak. There are colours, they are simply not saturated (which in her writing is beautiful). Neil Gaiman is a colourful writer. The colours are plenty saturated and often strong and shiny, but there is always shadows lending shades and hues making reading him all the more enjoyable. Diana Wynne Jones was a very colourful, bright writer. When fading, her colours went not toward shadows but toward whitish fog and smog. When she passed away I tried painting something in her honor and planned making a post on the blog since I have admired her works since I was about nine years old, but I never managed to produce something adequate. There are plenty other colourwriters, I might write more about them later.

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The Jaagel

Title: The Jaagel (Jågeln)
Equipment: For the first drawing I used ink, of which kind unknown. I like how the colours have blended. Originally, this drawing is about 10 x 10 cm. I actually made a primary sketch in pencil before inking this one. The second drawing is A4-sized and made with a very soft and fat stick of graphite charcoal I found for sale in a little art shop in the middle of nowhere in the late 90s. I promptly bought all of the sticks. They have a fatty feeling, unlike regular graphite sticks for sketching and are not as dry as ordinary charcoal. No idea of the brand or other information on the qualities of it, since I haven’t used this kind of medium much.
Paper: unknown.
Inspiration: If I told you, a large part of the graphic story mentioned below would be spoiled, so I’ll just not tell you. Ha. It has a great twist in the end that probably will be painfully obvious for everyone right at the first page. We’ll see.
Notes: I do not remember when I made these drawings. Probably between 2001 and 2003. I had an idea for a short, very dark, graphic story involving a skeleton bird with a long neck and a visible brain. So, I drew that bird a lot for a while. Never tried making the story, but it still resides in my mind. If you look at both the pictures you can see that he can be both very sad and very mad. This is important.
One more bird: –> (more…)

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