Personal project

JM painting ADJ
Final image with color adjustments
JM bust AdJ
Without background
JM painting
Without adjustments. Fresh out of painting.

This was an ongoing personal project inspired by a story that I am writing in my free time (17,317 words so far), which I may or may not release after I finish.

These images are going to be useful for stuff like social media and my website, not to mention my portfolio (Which you can see my new one here: http://jumpingmonkeyart.wix.com/jumpingmonkey#!portfolio/q80gv).

I learned a lot about materials, mainly, throughout the process of the painting. And also how much I stink at backgrounds 😛

And if your wondering why the neck is so long; I can assure you, I didn’t really exaggerate that much from my reference…

-Jumping Monkey

 

Day 50- Bizarre Tales of The Jumping Monkey

Okay, so I missed a few days. I’m running out of ideas faster than… than… I usually do… Anywho, I had the idea of doing a continuing series which you may already know the name of (it is the title of this post), Bizarre Tales of The Jumping Monkey. I started the story today, and Illustrated a part from it. Enjoy!

Bizarre Tales of The Jumping Monkey

A light, dreadfully brilliant. Drifting like a wandering soul through the shady collage of twisted and bare stalks. Ah… how I shivered and quaked… Listening to the wind howl through the nightly darkness. Watching. Listening. Waiting.
The light, Dreadfully brilliant… It was getting closer. It was coming to take me. I was trapped.
Whimpers rose softly from my dry, crackly throat, into the dead mist. The light ignored the sound and kept a steady pace toward my cowering form, curled in the shadow of a ghostly, expired stalk. Closer… Closer… Closer!!! I began a terrified wail, arms and legs pushing and shoving franticly to press my quaking body away from the light… So dreadfully brilliant.
“NO!!! Don’t take me! No, please!” I wailed in the darkness.
The light was upon me now. It rush the last few feet. I screamed.
“Stop! Stop your noise!” Came a hoarse whisper, “Do you intend to wake the buffoon!? With all the racket your making, it would be a surprise if we weren’t eaten up very soon!”
“What?” I whispered, voice still choked and shuddery.
“The white faced one! The one with his stick to slap! The one they call ‘the madcap’! Have you no knowledge of this beast? The one who will cause your heart to cease?!”
“Uh…” I noticed for the first time that the light had a face, “N-no… I have never heard nor seen this thing you s-speak of.”
The light’s face was a scrunched bundle of eyes and a mouth. It’s eyes small and beady.
The Light's Face
“Ah… New, you must be. But lucky, for the monster, you did not-“ The light’s wide mouth froze. It’s eyes darted, raising and lowering minute brows.
“Come!”
I followed the light, low to the furry base of the stalk forest.

I will continue the story in the next daily character post. By the way, welcome to suggest a character in the comments.

For more Daily Characters click here or you can just check out the rest of my site here.

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Lizard

IMG_0898In case somebody is wondering, these are just older sketches that I found and am just posting them over a period of time. This one as well as the last one (Robot) was done during vacation, based off of a story I was writing. Id’e have to do quite a bit of digging for the story, but I might be able to get the name of this lizard thing.

Flight Number 9239 (part 2) Now Available!

Join Boost on an exciting adventure while he invades the Space Shark, held by a group of pirates.

Here’s a preview:

Boost sighed. How could I possible… oh. He had an idea. Hovering his hand over the power distribution control, he let go of the maneuvering stick and quickly launched a couple flares upward. He peaked at his HUD, seeing his trick had worked. The ship behind him had responded to the flares by dimming the glass shield. In that very moment, the ship stopped firing. Boost saw his chance. He jammed all power to speed and pushed his joystick forward, shooting Nova ahead at five times the speed of the pirate’s ship.

“Signal broken, intercepting AAR,” Nova said exactly what Boost wanted to hear. He shifted the power back to normal and dispatched a cluster of mines behind him with the press of a button. Without the AAR connected, the pirate ship just surged forward, oblivious to the explosives.

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Flight Number 9239 (New story)

Here’s a preview, but iv’e already posted it.

“Well what do we have here?” The leader displayed a cruel smile, revealing two rows of sharp, yellow teeth. He strode farther into the room with arrogance, “Boys.”

The two other pirates stepped past the leader and each pulled out a bulky guns.

They need me. Dantaro saw the intensity setting on the side of the weapons, both were set to mild. Without me, this whole raid would have been for nothing. They need me as a hostage. He thought. Once the general found out, the ship would be instantly taken back. But with me, the pirates think they can threaten the general and get him to let them take the weapons. Otherwise, troopers would have swarmed the ship and destroyed the scoundrels.

“Take him and the rest to the supply room,” The leader commanded. In a synchronized motion, the pirates grabbed Dantaro by the shoulders and dragged him out of the cockpit room.

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