The final of my Christmas cards for this year, this is a painting for my girlfriend of a Doraemon cuddly toy she bought me a while back. Doraemon is a Japanese cartoon character. Although pretty much unheard of over here, in Thailand his image is everywhere- on bumper stickers, posters, toys, DVDs- to the extent that I came to view him as some kind of adopted national mascot.
So here are the painting itself and then the image I used for the card, Christmassing him up a bit by placing him in a vast snowfield of photoshop snowmen, being observed by a solitary child. I like to think that the child has just finished singlehandedly building this great gathering of snowmen, only to be a bit puzzled and cheesed off that a gargantuan, magical blue cat-creature has just landed amongst them.
Pat liked it, so I'm happy.
Saturday, 26 December 2009
Friday, 25 December 2009
Sunday, 20 December 2009
The last couple of days I've been painting, printing, folding, writing & posting a load of Christmas cards. It would've been nicer to have had more time to work on the image, but postage deadlines loomed. So, it's a snowman who's been grafitti'd, his assailant leaving behind a spraycan and a trail of footprints. I hope that comes across okay in the image.
I wanted a bit of a warmer feel than most Christmas scenes, despite the snow, hence the yellow evening sun and brownish underpainting.
Thursday, 17 December 2009
A couple of weeks back my girlfriend and I bought a kitten, white-with-black, whom she named 'Mon', for 'monster' and after the Japanese cartoon character Doraemon. He was tiny, cheeky, playful and unbelievably hungry for affection. But sadly despite the round-the-clock attention and care he received from Pat he was just a little bit too weak and tiny for the fight and he died at the weekend. Mon was ace, a proper character and he won't be forgotten.
I regret that I didn't get round to drawing him properly while he was around, but I've gathered together the odd little sketches I did manage in the days after we picked him up (mostly while he was asleep or eating) as a little mini-tribute here. Rest easy little man.