The Eighth One. Todays Prompt Was Dullahan/headless Horseman. I Am Not Feeling Particularly Revolutionary

The eighth one. Today’s prompt was dullahan/headless horseman. I am not feeling particularly revolutionary with this one, but I am working on my brush painting, so there you go. I think this is just the standard Headless Horseman, out to ruin the evenings of camping teenagers and hikers out after sunset.

Brown paper. Ink. That’s how we’re rolling lately. 

I'll level with the world here; I'm still not doing great. My job has turned into a huge source of anxiety, and I'm at a pretty lousy and stand-still place right now. What I want to do is make art; I don't just want to draw pictures, I want to get back to having a studio and making art and showing it.

I've been in at least two shows a year every year since 2007, and this is going to be the first time since then that I've got nothing. I crashed back from living overseas and getting a master's degree to living in my parents' house and working at a dead-end minimum wage job that isn't helping me get out again.  

I'm not sure what to do, but I do know that I feel like a huge burden on my friends and family at the moment. I don't want to be here and nothing seems to be changing. I am isolated and stuck, and I'd kill for something good to happen right about now. 

Day six was zombie. I kind of cheated. This is an older roleplaying character of mine from when I spent every weekend in college playing Scion and World of Darkness.

Her name is Roxy Queen; she is an undead punk rock musician from Houston, Texas, and her dad is the god of death. She was extremely good fun to play back in the day. No one cares if you smoke when you're dead. 

Weirdo is celebrating and so am I. Thank you, people who have decided this blog is worth their time. 

(Weirdo Comics will be returning later this year.)

Number 23. Monsters return. This one isn't as exciting or as full of research as the previous few. Folklore and mythology's really my dig, and I can and have written huge old papers on the subject. 

The prompt today was vampire. I basically just wanted to make a lady vampire that wasn't turned into an objectified sexpot, and who was also kind of like a boyish ladykiller. There you go. Chapstick lesbian Dracula. 

Ink brown paper words words

Day 21. The prompt today was Mesoamerican mythology. I ran into a problem with this one; mainly, there seems to be a huge gap in the scholarship about folkloric monsters in pre-Hispanic Mesoamerican cultures. Oh, sure, I found lots of gods and the like, but defining gods as monsters seems like dodgy territory to me. If anyone knows of non-divine supernatural creatures or spirits from those cultures, please send them my way, because now I have The Curiosity.

In light of not finding a huge amount of material to work from, I went with the idea that dogs, and specifically the Xoloitzcuintli dog, was believed to be a guide to the underworld. Now, psychopomps aren’t monsters strictly speaking, and the god associated with the dogs, Xolotl, isn’t a monster either, but there you go.

Dry media to mitigate page buckling.