Month: January 2014
“I’m Still Here.”
This is definitely not one of the best pieces I’ve done, but I wanted to show the feelings that Spark has when she looks are Vahaadi are similar to the feelings Jim has when he looks at Silver. This feeling of “I could never have guessed you were what was missing in my life, but now that you’re here I never want you to leave and I will be forever different because you spent this time with me. You are the most incredible person I know.”
Lyrics from “I’m Still Here” by Johnny Rzeznik from “Treasure Planet.”
They can’t tell me who to be,
‘Cause I’m not what they see.
Yeah, the world is still sleepin’,
While I keep on dreamin’ for me.
And their words are just whispers
And lies that I’ll never believe.
And I want a moment to be real,
Wanna touch things I don’t feel,
Wanna hold on and feel I belong.
And how can they say I never change?
They’re the ones that stay the same.
I’m the one now,
‘Cause I’m still here.
And you see the things they never see
All you wanted, I could be
Now you know me, and I’m not afraid
And I wanna tell you who I am
Can you help me be a man?
They can’t break me
As long as I know who I am
Young Vahaadi
These were originally in pencil but I decided to redraw them digitally. This is Vahaadi about age 14, shortly after joining the troupe and before he and Tryvnah got together (or even remotely liked each other).
At this age, Vahaadi has a FEROCIOUS temper. He is impulsive, cusses like a sailor, and seems constantly on the verge of knock-down, drag-out fights with Tryvnah. It is a coping method and an attempt at compensating for his small size, weakness and insecurity.
He is really skinny and bony from a combination of a recent, abrupt growth spurt and a poor diet. Years of malnutrition (due to his family’s poverty) has done a lot of damage to his stomach. The gypsy food is richer than what he is used to and he has an ingrained habit of eating too fast, so he has a hard time keeping it down. Stomach aches and vomiting are a frequent and miserable fact of his life.
It’s impossible to guess what he’s thinking when he sews or works at his loom. He seems to completely shut down.
He still has a few more inches to grow before he reaches his full (albeit, short) adult height.
Sad Serenade
so I thought up a scene for Loose Canon when we are trying to show the transition between Vahaadi and Krissy/Spark from hostile to loving. I was listening to this song (http://youtu.be/uVY3sJYsg8g) (Don’t judge! I know it’s a song about her and J. Bieber XP) and it made me realize the entire emotion on this song is something Spark, in her childishness and wild ego, completely doesn’t understand. So, I had this little scenario roll around in my head. Let me know if you hate it, because it is really cheesy.


























