Crow Hags


Trying to get back into the habit of illustration again, I'm going to try start with a new sketch every few weeks. Just for fun I'm going to spit out a few fantasy concepts that have been rattling around for a while.

When you hear a particularly nasty crow cawing, I just love the purity of the expression, even if it's the sound of something repugnant. One of our new neighbours calls across the street to her dog in what sounds to me like a similar sound, so why not bring both ideas together and create a cackling hag? For the sake of redesigning a classic fairytale trope, why not make three together? For variety I made their profiles exaggeratingly different.  I wanted every aspect of theirs to be gnarled, decaying, tangled, torn and messy.

The bottom left was the first iteration, I like the idea of semi-beast-like people who scrounge in the didrt for herbs and have tanlged branches in their hair. Each of them uses a shawl differently as an element of the elderly. There's something unsusual about an elderly person's nakedness, so I felt the partial clothing might emphasise that. Of the walking canes I had a last idea to make the heaviest roam ponderously on imporssibly tiny canes, feet dangling even.

More to come soon!

Savage Priest of Rheorek

Inspiration can strike anytime, anywhere. I pride myself on my ability to be able to sit down, and with the right music, invoke its power on command. Many times though it feels like a spark from particular items. This was an idea inspired by the growling vocals of Psycroptic which reminded me of a rabid dog growling in tongues. But what's gnarlier than a snapping hound foaming at the mouth? Foaming at two mouths! Some kind of double-reflexive jaw spitting out curses could make for a pretty cool cultist.