Inktober. 2021. I won't do it much this time around. I've recently begun to work at the boys and girls club. Here's a beetlejuice Waldo (or Wally) for the kids to find. Yes.
This is for future reference. So basically, you know when in stories or games where you receive a vision from a god, or some higher being, and you both are just hanging out? I always wondered about what would happen if the person receiving the vision tries to pick a fight with that higher being. Sometimes they show that the vision is just an illusion, and that person simply phases through it. But what if that person made contact? Would the god even care? Would they let them keep kicking the crap out of the messenger? Would they try to stop them?
So basically, I wanted to imagine if an unyielding, violent as hell protagonist from say, an elder scrolls game, just decided to beat the crap out of their cosmic patron. I mostly got the idea from D&D, where my warlock attempted to punch the weird eyeball man. The DM simply restrained me. You know, powerlessness.
tldr: My cosmic patron has whisked me away to some mind realm, you know, to give me a new deed or something. So then I decide that hey, even though I’m most likely here without my gear, I at least spec'd’ my character in unarmed a bit, so why not try and deck it in its dumb cosmic face?
Inktober day 30. Come now, I would like to strike a barg-
So below that keep reading line is a magnificently long beatdown. So long, that I split it into two posts. I began this inktober drawing my favorite angry characters (mostly boys) from media, so I will end it with a very angry lady of my own. Suffice to say, this was weirdly cathartic.
You have passed my trials and tribulations. And now you are here, at my lake!
Guys, I hate that I took these pictures with the same camera, and the same lighting conditions, within a minute of each other, but they somehow look completely different in quality.
Also, for funsies, below I have my weird research journey on what the concept of “skyclad” is. It’s a ton of words.
So while I was reading and doing research on cults, eldritch horror and the such, I came across a ton of art of nude people doing the spooky ritual things. Most of the time it was women, so therefore my degenerate brain thought that perhaps its a weird fanservice thing. But the stuff is so common, especially in witchcraft that I decided to once again ruin my search history to look into it.
Lo and behold, it might be a thing. On Wikipedia, it uses the term skyclad to describe ritual nudity. Though it mostly describes it as something seen in visual arts, so perhaps it might actually be an excuse for artists to draw pretty nude ladies dancing in the forest.
There’s a blog I found centering around witchcraft and paganism that has some descriptions for being skyclad that I though made some sense. Mostly how it can be a sign of freedom, breaking boundaries, and even freaking out onlookers. Ok, I added that last one, but if I walked into a bunch on naked people in the forest I would probably get the hell out of there.
Finally I discovered a metal band from the 90s called Skyclad. While their music is related to paganism, I was mildly disappointed to find that they are not a bunch of naked people shredding on guitars. But it is some good old fashioned folk metal.
Anyways, I didn’t look into it much more, but this is all I found. In conclusion, I’m still not sure if its a real thing, or an excuse to draw nude people. Though the logic of using it to break some boundaries, which is usually what witches and cultist try and do in rituals within whatever fiction they are in, makes sense as a concept.
This concludes my elaborate excuse to why the adventurer and her quarry are suddenly naked in my weird inktober experiment.
Inktober day 27. The locals kindly pointed me to their leader.
I had to rush this one sadly. I want to re-create it later. That, and most of my pens have run dry, so I had to use a regular ball-point pen. Time to go shopping.
Inktober day 20. And thus, the evil book spits me out.
It never fails. Yesterday I made something that’s pretty damn cool, but today I forget what spatial awareness even is. Granted, I did rush this one. I’ll try and spend some more time for tomorrow’s.
As much as I’d like to draw some sick fight poses with an indiscernible horror, we have a weird cabin to explore so therefore the fight will be one hellboy-style image.
Also holy shit this came out great, and I’m a bit proud of it.
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