Illuxcon, a Long Drive, Two Queens, and a Jack Posted on 02 Nov 2015
This blog seems to exist mainly as a forum for me to post my regrets about not blogging more. I can't be too sorry, though; I've been squaring away a few commissions, getting in some work done on my card deck, and attending Illuxcon!
My booth setup in the 2015 Weekend Salon at Illuxcon
A portrait by Micah Epstein. (I'M SO BEAUTIFUL AS AN ORC, YOU GUYS!)
A tiny dive helmet for Tiki by Dan Chudzinski - Awwwwww.
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Queen of Clubs, 11x17" oil, acrylic, and watercolor on paper
THE QUEEN OF CLUBS, or so she might have one day become - destined to cover her face and sit by the fire among her aunts, or die in childbirth like her mother - had she not forged her own war-club and followed the tracks of a foundling she-bear into the forest beyond her father's high walls.
None can say for certain what became of her, although there are hunters from the borderlands who claim to have seen her among the trees: a warrior maiden clad in iron and ragged pelts, more animal than human, with lichen on her armor and wildfire in her eyes. Legend names her the Bear Queen, and only the very brave or very foolish would venture to set a snare in her woods.
Queen of Diamonds, 11x17" oil, acrylic, and watercolor on paper. Original available.
THE QUEEN OF DIAMONDS: a title held by the eldest of the chosen girls, blinded by oleander, who trade the deceptions of their earthly eyes for inviolable vision of smoke and stone. In the temple beneath the mountains, they are taught to read the language of the true-sighted; the histories and philosophies lost to the rest of the four kingdoms are revealed to them in the darkness.
Upon the death of the Queen - often an early one, as the work of a vessel is not without its costs - a new girl assumes the title; by her vows she will be silent until such time as the stone speaks through her in a voice as old as the world - a voice that whispers the fates of men and foretells the rise and fall of kingdoms.
Her counsel is sought by kings, heroes, and other wanderers in the dark.
THE JACK OF SPADES: once the hope of his kingdom, heir to the prosperity of endless river valleys; now a gibbet of sunbleached bones overlooking scorched earth and blackened fields.← Return to Sketchblog
The legend outlives the man: a flaxen-haired prince who left his palace to work the fields with the common folk, and took up arms to fight alongside them. With his death, the royal lineage of the House of Spades was extinguished, and the King issued a final decree: that his son's body would keep its lonely vigil over the battlefield where he died until it saw the four kingdoms starve for their transgressions.
Each year, on the eve of his death, every field in the kingdom is burned to ensure a late planting and a scanty harvest - lest some unscrupulous peasant risk feeding the enemy in exchange for a few coins. Only two plots of land escape the ritual that has become known as the Prince's Harvest: the king's own gardens, lusher by the year, and the ravaged fields beneath the prince's eternal gaze; there, whatever weeds may grow from the hallowed ground are permitted to flourish.
I don't know if you are interested but did you know when you get to Seattle you will be roughly 800 miles way form Stockton California. Home to the largest Collection of JC Leyendecker originals. I highly recommend you take the time to visit. That is if you want to be surround yourself with some of the greatest illustrations of the 20th century.
08 Dec 2015 03:16 pm
08 Dec 2015 03:44 pm
I thought you may be a fan. You can see his style in your work (well that's what I see). The museum is called The Haggin It's a distance but worth it. I believe they have up to 60 works by him but I could be wrong. They feature half but they are expanding to fit more.
08 Dec 2015 06:46 pm