Well this is a repeat prompt from last year. Last year we still had Kitty/Cleo. It’s still hard to believe she’s not with us anymore so the dragonet had to get dizzy chasing his tail.
Going rogue today and using my morning blob sketched with ink as my Inktober for the day….I had an assignment to describe a character in 25 words or less and although I had a different one already to go, this guy was very pushy and demanded a chance to be developed.
The dragon is out chasing squirrels….
Ran outta time today so I whipped this one up really quick.
The dragonet wandered off without us realizing that he wasn’t here. And having wings complicates things, he can wander pretty far. Little did we know that he was in Cape Canaveral for the latest rocket launch and he thought it would be fun to race the rocket. He caused quite a stir because humans aren’t supposed to know he exists. NASA sic’d their jets on him before they realized he was just a juvenile dragon. We sorted things out with NASA, but they were not amused.
Footnote: if you haven’t been to a rocket launch, watching from Cocoa Beach, the rockets look like flying cigarettes.
The dragonet is still pissed that he had to wear armor yesterday. He flew off to parts unknown so he wouldn’t have to pose for anything today. The prompt is “outpost” anyway. I had to wing it without him.
Ok, I told the dragonet this morning that he had to wear armor today. The conversation did not go well…
“D – “don’t want to wear armor! It’s too heavy and hot!!
Me – “ Oh for heavens sake, it’s only for about 30 minutes.”
D – “why do I have to wear ARMOR? Why can’t the Little Witch wear it? Who’s idea was this, anyway?
Me – “Jake Parker’s. The guy who invented Inktober. And the Little Witch is at work.”
D – “I wanna flame him!”
Me – “That wouldn’t be nice. Put the armor on and I promise I’ll sketch you quickly!”
D – “30 Minutes! That’s it! Then I’m going to the beach!”
Me – “ok ok! Shush! Let me get this done!”
30 minutes later….
D – “30 minutes are up.”
Me – (stalling) “not yet.”
D – “I was watching the clock! 35 minutes already!” I’m hot!
Me – “Almost done!”
D – “Now?”
Me – “I saw the big lizards out front. You can have them if you give me 2 more minutes!”
D – “(resigned) “ok.”
I finished the sketch. I didn’t need the dragonet for the rest.
He trots out the door toward the big palm trees out front.
Me – (calling after him) “There’s two really big rainbow lizards. Try to not to scorch the palm tree. And don’t eat the anoles!”
D – (from outside) “Uh oh! I ate a little brown one.”
Me – ( sighing) “Ok but don’t eat anymore!”
I hear a screeching ruckus…
Me – “ What was that?!”
D – (while eating) “ I accidentally ate one of those big mouth ( munch) blue birds.”
Me – (head smack, sighing again) “a Blue Jay? Don’t eat any more!“
He never went to the beach. He’s laying out by the pool sleeping in the sun. He ate two Blue Jays.
Well this was an easy one.
Worked on this last evening and forgot to post it because I have been reading the new Hunger Games book,”The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes” by Suzanne Collins and I dove into that before posting my sketch. And I stayed up late to finish it. Good book! Oh well. Remembered this morning and I am posting it now. I already printed out a copy and wrote out the postcard for my mom so that’s ready to be mailed this morning.
I almost didn’t work on my Inktober sketch either. I was feeling uninspired so I had to push through this one. It took me a while to envision a dragon slipping on a slick surface. I am glad I persevered.
It’s funny how over the past few years my Inktober sketches seem to take their own direction based on the prompts. This year seems to be more focused on the dragon. I am working in a 4×6 sketchbook so I am also working small. Once this sketchbook is full I’ll probably move to larger more detailed scenes.
None of the prompts inspired me today but I did take a photo of tbe beach peeps the other evening. There were sanderlings and ruddy turnstones all over and they didn’t seem to mind the humans. The ruddy turnstones would plunk themselves down in the sand next to us. They were adorable. The sanderlings crack me up with their running back and forth to the water. A few had attitudes where they would ruffle up their back feathers and angrily argue over a patch of sand. My husband was like “there’s a whole beach!” I guess a few were just “angry birds?”😂