A mind miner is always busy. Whether they're out fishing for ideas in the pools of our collective unconscious, or digging deep within our own subconsciousness, or flying kites during brainstorms, no matter the methods or the means, or wherever the faintest ideas are, they are there, somehow, always bringing them back home..
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Harping about Harpies
Everytime I see beautiful women painted in art, harpies and sirens always alights upon my mind.
The top one is just my attempt at drawing an old woman as a harpy. The bug eye and the gnarled hands kinda reminds me of the witch in Snow White. Or maybe that's Cinderella?
A little tidbit about the old woman harpy.. Back in her day, she had a voice that was to die for. She was a rising songstress in the Harping Harpist Full of Harpies Orchestra until an unfortunate incident one day left her vocal box strained/shattered. Who knows how? They won't say. Now she just screeches incoherently and snatches the villager's pets/kids out of spite (or for food).
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Gnarled old witch? Snow White, dude. "Would you like one of my apples, deary..?"
haha thanks.
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