Bridge of Lust and Love.  12" x 16" I really wanted to do something overtly anthro to fit well into Hybrid.  These sophisticated customers came to me over a couple of very early in the morning (around 3 am) reveries.  I like them...they seem to have a history all their own.   Most of my drawings start with a pencil sketch; then I do all of the inking.  For this piece after I inked it, I experimented with under painting (this particular piece is watercolor brush marker--watercolor effect without the mess, and with much greater control over the outcome), before finally adding color.  Here are some progress shots: This is after both inking and the under painting in grey.  If you zoom in you can see all of the tiny, tiny fur strokes...they are made with a .003 Micron pen.  And yes, it takes as long as you might imagine. Next step: Adding some sunset colors.  I do really loooooove color! I hope you all enjoy my Venetian beauties as much as I did putting them together!

    “Are you comfortable?” the seated figure asked his guest.     The nobleman sitting across the table affected a very distinctive, very strange appearance. He elected to cover nearly every inch of flesh on his body, including parts of his face. Strangely shaped velvet gloves in black covered his hands and forearms, hose and boots covering his legs, strangely elaborate collar and frills running all down the back, and large hat with what might have been a wig under it. The ears remained hidden.     Montag, in his relatively simple clothes, felt somewhat overwhelmed at the sight of his host “Within reason sir.”     “I'm sure you have heard something of my reputation? They say I'm quite the idler, don't they?”     “I may have heard something to that affect, Mister Qyl.”     “You may be frank with me.” Qyl's eyes seemed to deepen. “Didn't old Mister Veldair try to enlist your help the other day? Something about a barge run aground?”     A s