He originally started out as an experiment in messing around with all the acrylic textures I have and I originally intended to paint him fully in acrylics. Then I realized I suck at them and switched to oils after doing the under painting. Second painting I’ve finished this year and I’m rather proud of him. If I think about it too much I’ll start freaking out and compare myself to other artists and then I’ll just go back to that dark place I don’t want to go again.
I like him. He’s made for me and no one else. (I put a lot of personal symbols in there; the necklace (that you can barely see) and the tree). If others like him then that’s awesome (I always want that) but I don’t want to beat myself up because it’s not as I would like to be. I’m not there yet. I’m here, and I’m happy with him. Best damn face I’ve painted to date. And I sat there for four hours straight to do that damned armor. I love how the texture came out in the fur.
There’s a companion piece in the works of his brother.
There’s a quote on the back of one of Joseph Michael Linsner’s trading cards which ends with the sentiment that “it doesn’t rain in Linsner Land.” Well it doesn’t snow in Airen Land until I learn not to be so chickenshit. :D