Jenny Everywhere

For an imminent caption competition over on the Shifter Archive.

3 Billies Prelims...

I quite like the dumb looking troll at the top, he might have to get his own illustration...

Troll vs Goat - Process 1

The Three Billy Goats Gruff has always been one of my favourite fairy tales, thanks in no small part to Robert Lumley's delicious illustrations for Ladybird's Well Loved Tales edition. Lumley's troll, scary yet weirdly cuddly, has lurked in some primal cranny of my skull ever since. Plus it's got goats in it, and goats are superb.

I'm working on a short sequence to illustrate the story's climax. 1: Troll confronts goat. 2: Goat charges at troll. 3: Troll rues the day.

"I Was Built With A Smile On My Face" - Process 3

After a lengthy hiatus, I'm back on the case with this jolly robo-fest. Since starting it late last year we've traded in our trusty, tiny old laptop for a shiny new iMac. The difference in screen size, not to mention processing clout, is just incredible; every last inch of an illustration can now be seen on the display, at it's actual size, simultaneously. It's been like moving into a bright, airy penthouse studio after working for years in a cupboard under the stairs.

So this one's been expanded from an A3 portrait into an A2 landscape, and had a couple of banished 'bots reinstated and repositioned while I rethink the colour scheme.

Medusa - Process 4 (Final)

Slapped on a blue-ish overlay to offset some of that orange, tightened up a few outlines, and did some general tinkering. Done!

Flight Of The Cosmics - Process 5

I accidentally jettisoned most of of the "spaceyness" in the previous installment, they looked like they were in a volcano or something. Which was all very well. But spaceyness is better.
It's as good as finished, anyway. Hurrah! Hang on, maybe the fluffy dice need a touch more rendering...

Medusa - Process 3

Allllmost there...

Process shots here.

Flight Of The Cosmics - Process 4

After a long, long delay I finally got 'round to snatching a day's work on this one.

It's either getting thoroughly out of control or it's very nearly finished! Answers on a postcard please. No doubt my poor melting eyeballs will be less addled after a good night's kip and I'll be fit to attack it afresh.

(NB: it looked like this twelve hours ago, so it's definitely going somewhere:)