Magnus the Red

Three weeks later, I update! 

The next of my Primarch pictures. Magnus the Red was the winner of my Twitter poll, so here he is. He was another fun challenge; which I think all of these are going to be in their own ways. They are very detailed characters to a level that I’m not used to going too.

I’ve already started on the next Primarch; Rogal Dorn. i

Over in Twitterland, the role players came out of the woodwork for this one and had a lot of fun Pickering between themselves over who should win the poll. It was a lot of fun and I’m grateful that they got involved. He should be with you at the end of the week.

As a little side note, I have given permission to ask-Magnus-the-red to share these images on their tumblr, as I do not use the platform myself. 


Dark Angel

Just wanted to share this picture as an update on here. 

I’ve embarked on this little ‘quest’ on twitter where I draw a Space Marine Primarchs depending on who wins a poll.

Lion El’Johnson was the winner of the first poll, so here we are! 

He was a lot of fun to draw up and a challenge too. Honestly, I just wanted to draw some hero poses and guys looking badass and I’ve drawn Space Marines before to know how they look in my own art style. I hope you like it and I look forward to drawing more of the Primarchs.

Thank you for all the doubts and all the questioning

I’ve been trying to re-embrace the 40K hobby recently. Since having my son, it’s been the part of me that has suffered the most. I know when we have children we have to let go of some parts of ourselves to make way for them and their needs – and for the most part I can’t even say that I’m sorry for having let this side of me slide away.

And then someone or something comes along and tells you ‘This is still awesome’ and you get inspired. You want to try and get ‘back into’ a something that you once enjoyed, lived and loved. For me this came in a couple of forms. The first being at my Sisters Wedding recently and having a friend ask me;

‘Why haven’t you set the Inquisition on your sister yet?’

You see, my sister has a Chaos Star tattooed on her back, which is all sorts of damned heresy that makes my blood boil – I really need that Aquilla doing to counter act her heresy – but the fact that I was reminded that ‘You are a Space Marine Chaplain’ had a harder impact that I thought it would do.

So. Here I am no. And, just look at that blog post title.

I don’t have much faith in my abilities anymore. Mostly because I was utterly lost with everything that involved Space Marines and Chapter Companies and where I was with my model collection.

So I got all my Marines out and put them on the table to see if everything made sense. I then went out and brought the most up-to-date Codex for the Adeptus Astartes. Seems somehow I had even missed that step also.

It helped. I more or less know where I am at and my next steps in purchases to make the company complete; but before I put my hands in my pockets I have a bit of painting to get done.

Yet, as I said earlier, I don’t feel like this is enough to keep me interested in the hobby as a whole. I’ve done a lot with my own Chapter before now and I am pretty pleased with their history; I’m no author and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to write a story about them and their glorious deeds – but if you wanted to know their heritage and about any notable characters I could tell you. Put all that aside for a moment. Let’s see what else I can do.

I can draw. Not perfectly and I have struggled more than once that my art style doesn’t reflect my hobbies. Who wants to see cartoon styled beefy men with big heads? Well, for one, I do. I’ve drawn Warhammer 40K before, so why not go for it again? Why not combine all my fun fangirly stuff with my art again?

I’ve got a sketch started already of one of the Primarchs which I am actually excited about finishing up and sharing. So, when I get a bit of computer & art time, I’ll be lining it up and sharing. But for now, the child is awake again and I’d better go get some lunch ready~

Black Hands

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So much for remembering about updating things here more often and getting back into a habit! As always, whoops!

This is a commission for the Black Hands Space Marine blog of their home brew Space Marine chapter – or at least some prominent characters of which they belong.

As far as commissions go, this was particularly challenging. Drawing 4 characters together on one piece of paper is pretty much impossible (Or at least, I would have to draw them so small I’d not get much detail in) so I drew them all as separate sketches and added them all together in one canvas in Photoshop.


I then undertook the task of lining them all up together in one picture, figuring out which part of who should be showing and where!

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The colours went down rather quickly once I got started on them and got them all figured out; with a fair amount of questions being asked of and input by the chapters owner! And some proofing by my husband who made a couple of suggestions to improve how a few things looks that I had missed.

Overall, this commission took me a fairly long time – but once I got into the flow of things it all seemed to come together nicely. The subject matter is one that I was familiar with once upon a time in my fangirling history, but I’ve not done anything with it myself in a while other than use a sketch as a warm up! So it was nice to have a reminder and a revisit of an older topic; but I don’t think it’s one that I’ll be getting all giddy over again in a hurry.

But, I do urge you to look at their blog and have a good read of the articles and see if there is anything that resonates with you, you never know!


How have you been?

Hello everyone.

I wanted to know how you have all been?

And, I’ll share with you what I have been doing! Mostly, I have been making a huge complicated mess of things! I’ve often tried having a blog dedicated to a single thing; like art or book reviews or wargaming (never video gaming though) and while I’ve been able to keep at it for a month or so, I never seem to be able to hack longer than that before I flip-change and want to write about something else.

It’s a mistake I keep making with the end and inevitable result being I come crawling back here with regret all over my face.

Which is what I am doing again now.

I’m facing it with that same resolve as ever though; I’ll just stick to things over here from now on. I honestly just need to repeat a mantra that I am a person of different levels and interests and trying to compartmentalise my life and thoughts is exhausting and far, far too time consuming.

So, if you’ll forgive the mess that I keep making, I’ll carry on here and pretend nothing happened and just blog everything under one roof because there is to much to my life and thoughts that just a single aspect.


Love don’t live here anymore

I put something on my twitter yesterday.


And I feel like I should talk about it a bit more.

You see, art has been one of the biggest things in my life. I love looking at artwork and encouraging others; I love how art can light up the most dull of rooms and I love how art used to make me feel.

It was after I’d worked on my paintings that the same afterward feeling of art hit me. That sadness that ‘everything I do looks terrible and makes me feel like shit’ feeling that I have spoken about before.

I was watching my son playing in his sandpit when this feeling hit me. And it was at that moment I felt like I couldn’t put myself through this anymore. I couldn’t carry on feeling like a fraud, calling myself an artist when in fact everything about art no makes me feel stressed, anxious and pretty much awful about myself.

In fine art, I am using the techniques that I have been taught or shown by other people. In my character art, I use reference pictures for poses. I used to feel that art lit up my soul, but I can’t get in deep enough anymore to find that light. I once drew my characters everyday, but now I barely think about them. And as for artistic heroes; I found more inspiration in my friends artwork than any other source. I used to dread the ‘Who is your biggest influence?‘ Question at University, cause it’s not exactly credible to shrug your shoulders and say, “My friend Gwen.”

It was a horrible realisation to come across.

It hurts me that I had this ‘thing’ that I used to enjoy, but feel so withdrawn from in every way possible. I have faced art block before and been able to drag myself through it. So I know it’s nothing as simple as that. I have faced burn out before and I can’t say it’s that either.

I want to enjoy art and I want to love her again, but right now I just feel completely and utterly dejected with her; like she is this great thing that everyone loves and feels a passion for, but mine is completely gone.