Showing posts with label centaur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label centaur. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Artist: April Solomon

When the irrepressible, man-about-town Reis O'Brien (he of the splendid Geek Orthodox blog), Todd, our fearless DM, and I visited the Emerald City Comicon, we had a lovely time. We laughed, we cried...and maybe we did a little soul-searching and gained some insight into the meaning of life.

But mostly we looked at stuff.

I am crazy about original art, and this lovely young lady named April Solomon had a stall with some of her art on display, which was amazing.




She works mostly with pen and colored pencil, and she draws mermaids and dragons and all manner of awesome things.

I had to buy this sketch she had lying around:



and then I asked her to draw a centaur for me, and she did this:



Here is the place you can see a few more examples of her work:

http://www.atomsanddust.deviantart.com/


And here is just one of her many awesome creations:






Friday, April 24, 2009

You “hoof” to see this

Look, crickets, I’m as much a hot-blooded humanoid male as the next guy.
I have a thing for centaurs. Who doesn’t? I mean, when hasn’t a centaur “sent our” pulses racing? Can I get an “Amen”, fellas?

Centaur Pros:
· He’s a dude with built-in head-crushing kick skills.
· When he whispers in your ear that he’s going to take you on the ride of your life, he actually means it.
· You hate to cook? Feed him some oats and a raw carrot, and he’ll consider you a gourmet chef.
· When the two of you go out together, you’re always the “centaur” of attention.

Sure, there may be some problems: Some people are too close-minded to accept a man and a centaur together; and buying pants is always a challenge. Oh, and you’ll need a shovel. But after all is neighed and done, centaurs are awesome.

Here is the latest spokescentaur for a leading men’s deodorant:

Thinking about World Peace



Conducting an invisible orchestra



Juicin’ the pecs



Just waking up from a nap



Practicing how he’ll surprise me with flowers




Sigh.